"...You should have thought about that before you made me think I'd just flashed the entire village by accident." Although it would have been unlikely that any bored souls had been following the exchange, she suspected that all it would really take was one person catching wind of such an event (had it really happened) and soon a curious flutter of journalling would take place. Like high school kids always seeking out that particular issue of National Geographic.

But Buffy was smiling and acting warmly enough as she waved him inside and nudged the door shut behind both Sokka and his sabre-toothed moose lion. None of Seven's animals were immediately visible, but Buffy suspected it wouldn't take long for one of them to pop up and investigate the newcomer. Her bet was hedged upon Hector being the first. He was an inquisitive little scamp, he was.

"Look. It's not like preparing foie gras or anything. It's actually pretty simple. You'll be fine."