Bela, you're so much more than bones fear not. You could never be boney! Parish the thought. [Hawke makes a gesture indicating the other woman's curves.] You know a much better topic than spiders.

[Hawke shudders. Then leans back, rubbing her nose thoughtfully.]

What if I could sleep and get in trouble at the same time? I need to start perfecting that technique. Maybe start writing inciting phrases on my window?