Despite none of this being real, part of Eda still didn't expect it to work when she drew the little illusion-circle in the air. There was a pang of nostalgia at the feeling of doing regular magic, even in her imagination.

After all, even when she fed the Hunt she couldn't do that, in the Human Realm. But she didn't want to think about that right now. Right now, she wanted to lean into the memory. Luckily, even if the way she faltered would have shown on her face, she currently had a skull instead.

She let the illusion dissipate in a puff of smoke.

"...Till wittle ol' me?" She asked, leaning in and batting her eyelashes in an extremely exaggerated way.