So maybe she had been splitting hairs, but at least she has a lot of information to offset her own rudeness. Which she mostly gives out freely. Unlike many of the sleepers, she wouldn't sugar coat it either.

"Yeah, see, she isn't your average child, apparently she's got some sort of power or somethin'. It's hard to get a clear answer, but I've worked on puttin' as many pieces as possible together." She fancied herself a reasonable person when it came to reality, but Deerington had thrown enough at her that she's well enough adjusted to the supernatural at this point. "I know it sounds weird, didn't believe it myself when I first got here, but weird things happen constantly, as you'll find out."

Deerington threw plenty of curve balls. Such as the spinning wheel that starts to nag at her. She turns around and glances to it, feeling the urge but fighting it off with a sigh. "Take these spinnin' wheels for instance...they are poppin' up all over town and I guarantee they mean nothin' good. I got half a mind to start collectin' them and have a big ol' bonfire at my place tonight."