Oh, that would be a result of the brief time where I took her body. My old one had some standing issues, you see. Complications from the side effects of Dragon Slayer magic. She's clever for a child, though. She managed to avoid ego death by enchanting her own personality onto my body the moment I did the same to her. Since my body was the more powerful of the two, she actually managed to oust me from this one and take it back.

[Irene takes a drink of the punch herself, licking the blood red from her lips with a smirk.]

I died soon afterwards. However, a little part of me remains in this body as residual thoughts. As for how I'm here now, well, my favorite outfit did look rather stereotypically "witchy." Someone's been going around enchanting people to act like their costumes, and their chocolate got in my peanut butter.