It's not a trade, I'm robbing you

It was weird how a place could look both so familiar and yet feel so out of place. It was like her mind knew and recognized this as her home, and at the same time, wholeheartedly rejected that entire notion. Like the past Sparrow's logic of "this is home" now clashed and argued with current Sparrow's "this is not home" train of thought.

Where she had crossed the border many times before, the Ooze and the Darkness had changed a lot- people were on edge. Just this once, maybe, she'd show her uncle some respect. She tilted her head back and instead of a howl, just called as long and annoyingly as she could, "TYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYR"