A small laugh was given at Rebecca’s response.
“I don’t think I’ll be tripping over anyone. Also… Seriously? A ball of cotton? Whatever it is, it must be a strange creature.”
Says the immortal hedgehog-alien hybrid.
"Y’wanna meet ‘im then?”

“Marshmallow is definitely a ‘strange creature’ by that definition.”
Rebecca chuckled a bit with a bright smile. This subject was a lot better than the other one.

















