"No..." a mild sulk. "Because they all talk or are related to friends," he says it so damn petulantly. "And they were like, 'No bad Ace, no eating family' and I was like, 'wow guys I don't have to be told fifty times....'" Spoilers: yes he did.

"Anyway," he brightened up, hoping to distract the woman, "You should meet Figment. And Mal. And don't worry about things like magic being different. Because you're still you, so you can still be friends with them, right?"

Flicking his hat up slightly, he commented, "Figment's purple but his favorite color's orange, and he's super into fire. And Sylvy made him a copy of my hat because he liked it so much. And Mal's mother was a giant dragon that got shrunk because she didn't love enough or something."