Beatrix had the mental image of a bunch of kids playing Dungeons & Dragons together and one of them reading a spell description from out of the book, pretending to cast the spell and then suddenly setting his parent's curtains on fire. It made her wonder if there was any ludicrous connection between magic spells and bat guano as so many geeks across the nation say that's what one uses to cast magic missile.

"I've heard many other talk about themselves being limited here," the Bride replied. "I suppose there is something positive of not being a person dependent upon magic to achieve goals. This place doesn't effect my combat capabilities."

And now another man had joined the green-haired one and he also was looking at the two females. At least this one seemed to be unacquainted with the surly man, but the Bride made note of him anyways. She returned as much of her attention as she could allot to Skuld.

"So I don;t have to worry about you accidentally blowing up the women's block?" She asked with a lighter, almost teasing tone. She just had to worry about someone deciding to teleport her again.