Hello Again, Man Baby

Her frown deepened as she watched Ashmedai flail around in his shirt. After a brief and valiant struggle he managed to get it sorted out so that every inch of its gaudy glory could be seen. Kanja ran a quick disapproving eye over it. Yep. Just as hideous as she remembered.

"No," she sighed response to his first question, her voice laced with faux sorrow. "Can't say I have. I just...I just value my dignity far too much for that sort of thing."

"Didja miss me, Kanye?" Immediately she dropped the fake sorrow and snarked, "Terribly. I'm always on the lookout for puppies to kick and you, honey? Everything about you's kickable."