<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)"><u>"Kay" Stevens</u></span></b><br/>Kay reached out to shake Alfred's hand, with a fairly firm grip.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Right, hi. I'm Ke- you know what, just call me Kay... Kay Stevens. And I'm... honestly kind of in over my head with all this. Like I'm not really one of these... like, 'magic people' at all. Like, I mostly lift and run classes at the gym." She really doesn't seem to have the muscle mass to back up any of what she's saying here. "I'm just... kinda here because of a big mix-up, and I mean, even with those..."</span>she gestured vaguely, trying to grasp the right term,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)"> "those like, explanation balls? I still don't think I really get all this stuff about demons bossing around ectomorphs or whatever or why that means people have to wear, like, fetish gear around them. Like I wouldn't think wizards or whatever would be all into body-shaming skinny dudes, so there's more going on than that with it right?"</span><br/><br/>She rubbed her eyes.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Really though, I'm just... done with today. I just want to lay down get some sleep, and hope all the magic people here just... like, get this whole weird mess sorted out so I can go home and try to forget this whole weird day ever happened."</span>She yawned.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"But you're all here on purpose, right? Just, reading books about like shooting lasers at demons and flying around and pulling rabbits out of hats?"</span>