“He throws out radiance, it must be reflected sun. Why isn't everyone staring?”
“Art boy is obviously intimidated. You're like the sun and he's squinting up at you, barely able to see because of your blinking radiance”
“It's strange, isn't it. You stand in the middle of a library and go 'aaaaagghhhh' and everyone just stares at you. But you do the same thing on an aeroplane, and everyone joins in.”
“So why isn't the world overrun with evil spirits?"Moira stared at her, a half-smile on her face. "Who says it isn't?”
“Many who have gazed upon me have compared the experience to gazing at the radiance of the sun.”
“Having everyone stare and wonder what sort of hijinks your vagina's been up to isn't as thrilling as one might imagine.”