Airy really didn't understand what was funny. She tried to. She stared really hard at Jacob to see if watching his laugh would give her a clue but it didn't.

"Yeah, okay." That made sense but... "What if they're not monsters and they just look different? Wouldn't that make you the monster then." She wanted to stand against things that sought to hurt people and at the same time, she didn't want to become what she was trying to fight. It was in the middle of this thought that she saw the glint of his knife appear and disappear.

Okay, that was impressive.

"I get it. I'm generally a fan of the freebie way of life too." That sounded weird but Airy was too drunk to care. Her thoughts and replies were all over the place. "Also, I want to know how you did that because that looked super sneaky and I want to do it too."

And then the fries distracted her.

Airy had a weakness for all and any fried food, likely because she didn't eat it very often. He'd find her quickly picking at the fries, going after the crispiest and saltiest first. "Do you like whiskey?" She asked after a few moments of French fry heaven while liking the little crystals of salt from her fingertips.