She nodded, "Yeah, and moving around a lot like we did when I was younger probably didn't help. He's, uh, okay so there's this thing called a Brain Moss? And he's kind of a super-brain moss. While still being kind of an idiot, which is probably from watching too much TV."

The tendril that he'd extended to wave with had curled slowly around the two fingers she'd tapped him with before retracting just as slowly, pulling her hand along with, slowly enough, in fact, that she didn't notice until he'd actually pulled her fingers in, whereupon she tugged them away again, wiping them on her knee with a: "Dude, seriously? That's gross."