Oh that's a good question, Lydia. A very good question. She presses her lips together. "No one mentioned me by name. I just got in a little trouble, is all." She waves the thought away. She didn't know Lydia very well yet, but she did know the girl would probably never want to speak to her again if she found out that Nancy was a former sex worker.

"Sure," she says with a smile. "I know the feeling." She knew magical pot, at least. "I don't see why not." Not here, obviously, but it could be fun, floating with Lydia. Nancy had never been one to figure out how to float. But she imagined it was somewhat similar to making other objects around her float.

Hopefully.