Alexia and I enter a separate room.
"I think Alexandria likes Trevor."
"Why else would she be climbing into Trevor's bed and cuddling?" says Alexia.
"I don't know. Maybe she feels safer? Either way, this whole thing started because she fell off of stuff." I say.
"Like the loving pavement. Seriously, how does that even happen? Christ."
"That was actually quite funny."
"You know, if she was proclaimed dead, and only asleep, she'd roll out of the coffin while it was sealed."
"Somehow or another."
"Mm-hmm."
"She has fall-out-or-off-of-stuff powers."
"Yep."
"But only while sleeping."
"Remind me to never let her onto a skyscraper while she's sleepy."
"Yeah, that or a cliff."
"Or anywhere for that matter, because she'd roll off and die because of it," says Alexia.
"Pretty much." I say.
