[ casey stops and her smile grows wider with a low-key joy over what luna just said. ]

You're my kinda gal then. [ her optimism has been plenty tested as of late, so hearing someone else encourage her is weird but welcomed. even if she has bird poop on her head now. ] Let's head back to the tavern... and try not to step on any cracks. For the sake of our mother's backs.

[ not that... she has a mom? she sort of has a mom. ]