"Yeah, it's stupid," he answers. "But it's worth something, if you're using it." Poison leans on the mailbox, looking over it at the-- the alien? He has no idea, but she looks like an alien, and that's pretty fucking cool. She's more foreign than even the Iron Bull, who has a lot of humanoid features even if he has horns and gray skin.

He fluffs his hair, still watching her.