(Richie, every bit as mature, just makes an extremely dramatic face of offense at the sight of her tongue. Rudest.

Monsters though-. That...Makes his head hurt dimly and he doesn't entirely know why.)

What kind of monsters we talking here? Like internal demons or Frankenstein slamming on your door at midnight?

(He doesn't not believe her, but there's a pressed look of skepticism on his face.)

Whatever's good on tap here. I'm not a picky guy. I just open my mouth and close my eyes, y'know?