can’t cook to save a life, but gives it her all every time
her favorite dish is omurice, and she often begs Mona to make it any time they hang out
she often feels inferior to others, because despite being a priestess, she doesn’t possess any innate healing powers. all of her healing abilities come from science, not magic
falls in love really easily, but just as quickly convinces herself that it’s not worth it
talks to her sword more often than people. she claims he holds better conversations about politics
often gets dismissed or walked over because of her soft voice, but she remains resilient and headstrong
can recite the periodic table of elements by heart and is really proud of this
absolutely hates cold weather and is twenty times more thrilled than his ‘wife’ to be in the Light District
cringes every time he walks past a building with gargoyles, because he used to be one. it’s a mixture of shame and fear
cannot get enough of food and will try anything and everything
can make a bloody mary faster than a bartender
has an extreme dislike of dreary colors (greys, muted browns and blues, etc.)
afraid of falling asleep because it makes him too still for comfort
cried the first time he wore an angora sweater because it was so soft
will never get rid of his hat and insists it’s “retro vogue”
has three partners and is in a poly relationship
learned to play the pan flute so she could speak to birds
spent a week lost in a bamboo forest when she was young. she begged the Windsinger to let her out and sang hymns in hopes it would reach him. after she found her way out, she claimed it was because of her singing and never stopped since
was weary of Morticia at first, since she was afraid the other’s snakes would go after her birds
spends an unnatural amount of time washing her hair
refuses to eat anything other than pure vegan harvest
often conducts funeral rights and ceremonies for animals, birds, and fish
her favorite flower is the iris
can play the mandolin and gets irrationally angry when people call it a banjo