Serpentine shook her head, somewhat snapping herself out of whatever state she was in. "I'm sorry... I have freakouts when I can't explain things," she apologised profusely, grooming herself yet again. "I suppose... I could get used to this." she muttered hoarsely, feeling slightly homesick. As if in response, her vines emerged again, and she drew a little smiley-face in the snow. She giggled slightly. "I don't really believe things that can't be scientifically explained; so I suppose, I don't believe in God. It's creepy how the hippie knew my name, though," Serpentine said, looking at the ground. "Oh, I'm Serpentine, by the way. If anyone doesn't know."