.... So she may or may not be eating them like powdered candy

"....It doesn't taste good but it's very crunchy." Finger dip. Crunch crunch crunch "Hi Duckie!"

"But you have it all the time, so I wanted to try!" She just shoves a handful in her mouth and holds the bag up. "Youre gonna hafta catch me first!!"

"Maybe youre not eating it right!" She giggled and held the bag close to her chest, tearing out of the kitchen and into the other room. She didn't even care that much about the coffee she was just having fun.

Her shrill laughs followed every sharp turn she made, vaulting furniture and climbing on top of things to aid her escape. Until she perched herself up on the fridge back in the kitchen. "Pbbbbbt~!"

She's doing a little dance by herself, spinning about and clapping her hands to a tune only she seems to know.

Sitting with her knees tucked up to her chest, drawing little pictures in the dirt with her finger

A beat of silence before she beamed up at them. "Everything!" ...It's really just some circles and scribbled lines

"You can draw with me too, you don't seem busy!" Way to assume, Sucre. But she's offering a stick up to the other with a grin.

Today she will cause problems on purpose

Sitting on some poor saps couch playing guitar hero. And she's somehow extremely good at it even though she clearly has no idea what's going on.

Does the reader have any treats for her that would otherwise save them from Sucre biting on their arm until given treats she'd like a treat.

So many new friends! She might just EXPLODE from excitement! New friends new friends time to dance around like an absolute fool because new friends!

"I can't stop moving or else I might just pop! Why don't you try it, duckie?" A spin before she lands on two feet, arms extended outward to the other as if passing the spotlight to them. All purifiers get the same treatment, unfortunately for any and all Batters.

"Your new friend! You were so excited to meet me, you got here early!" A wide grin, her tone indicating she knew more than she was letting on. "Are you lost, duckie? Where are you going?"

"Then where are you? Where are you going?" She only responded to his grumpiness with more sickening cheerfulness. "Have you been to the place where the make the sweet stuff? I've always wanted to go there!"