[ She sighs, stretches her wings, folds them back into the weird magical hammerspace in her back, and rolls over onto her back.

Okay. She can handle this. She's a fuckin' Barnam, she can handle anything. And hissy fits, while cathartic, are completely useless in every other way. ]

No. It's okay, I'm just-- Most Guardians don't bond with anyone until they're like 40 or so. Late 20s is really early. I'm seventeen, y'know? I thought I had a couple decades before I had to deal with this.