Ingress blushed and tittered.<br/><br/>"You mean they want to fuck you," she said in a horrified whisper, sounding almost amused.  "They're utterly naughty, they are!  Door says I'm to avoid them at all costs, particularly after what one of them did to Uncle Richard."<br/><br/>The green-haired one sighed and hid her face in one hand.<br/><br/>"Yeah, they do that.  I was kind of hoping to get you past them, but...well, there you are.  Don't know what I am to them or why, but I'm the only person I know who's reasonably safe.  I understand it's a lot worse for the guys, though."  She shuddered.  "I'm sorry they accosted you, but you seem all right.  Well, as all right as you ever have been, and it isn't like they had you...right?"<br/><br/>Ingress seemed to welcome the change of subject, eyeing the vials.<br/><br/>"Ah!  Emotional alchemy.  'Tis fairly basic.  Consider all those metaphors you used whilst you were still one of the Dreaming, yes?  Here, matters are much more literal.  Which is to say that irony tastes metallic."