Agatha turned towards the voice, her large eyes opened wide. The ludicrous shine of her black irises tended to be disconcerting to most when she made eye contact with others, but she tried her best to let her face soften a bit; Adrian was a member of their troupe, so she supposed he'd grown used to much odder things than strange eyes. The question finally registered a couple of seconds after it'd been asked, and Agatha gave her head a quick shake as she remembered what had been said. "<span style="color: purple">Oh, nothing much,</span>" she responded timidly. "<span style="color: purple">I was going to help out Izzy with her moonshine, but she said she'd only need one more person until about an hour's passed.</span>" Her face fell again when she rminded herself of being turned down, even if it was only for a moment. "Why do you ask? You want to help too?" she said almost immediately afterward, her face lighting up like a child's.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>