"Wow, real original with that one..." sarcasm is sarcasm-ing. Yes, she also rolls her eyes. "Well, I'm already cold and in a bad mood, I don't suppose you'd like to add a fight on top of that?"

[Had FINALLY finished ripping the seams of this cloak! Huzzah!]

[Sitting on the floor surrounded by 3 different fabrics. She looks at about wit's end...]

"Usually when someone uses those words it's followed quickly by an arrest attempt. But if you're not gonna try I'm not gonna retaliate." She gives a little shrug. "As for originality, I guess that's up to you if you want to have original insults or not."

A quiet, considering hum. She crosses her arms and sits on the stump that tripped her, just kinda... staring. "I guess I've dealt with too many scouts lately then. Well, that's all fine by me."

"Noted." Silent note to self: Start some disturbances later. For now... "So what'd you do you get 'put on rest' then? Fracture something?" Aaaand now she's curious

An amused, dismissive snort from the witch. "Of course he is." Said sarcastically of course. She's been all throughout history, but she also knows how stubborn any wittebane could be. "But that doesn't sate my curiosity. I swear I won't use it against you."

||off topic but why is the Amorer so fine in The Mandalorian. Do we see her face? No. But sexy AF

She'll take it. She settles in with a hum, before suddenly starting a fire between them. It's cold man. "I see. Well, I'm glad then. How long are you 'on rest' for?"

[Tired Evelyn noises]

"No promises." She's absolutely planning on causing trouble before then. "But good luck catching me regardless, I'm rather slippery if I do say so myself." It would be quite funny if, after all these years, it was a clone of Caleb that finally caught her though. The irony...

She waves him off easily. "I'm not gonna do anything." 'In front of you' is casually left out. "Don't get your cloak in a twist over me it's not worth the hassle."

Glancing down at her snow-covered red cloak with a huff. Okay maybe it had a few holes and scorch marks from the years but it was still... not horrible. "Oh shush, it could be a lot worse given my track record. I'm sure yours never stains or burns either then?"

Eyeing that same scar for just a second before looking back to the snow. "I can see that." A pause for a moment before she asks "Do you prefer the mask on or off? One would think it makes it hard to see. Or breathe."

<--- Currently sick

||People still exist in this verse???

Casually picking one leaf from every tree she passes.