"That's what friends do, Ishiah, they ask favors and annoy the hell out each other." She smiled, letting him know she was perfectly content with that. It was part of the package, after all, being friends with a peri. Being friends with anyone, really: human, puck, trickster and all, each one came with baggage, each one with questions to be answered.

Wow, her Mama must be laughing her ass off somewhere with Trixa being so philosophical and all.

"I'm not going anywhere and the door's always open, understand?"