[The other witch nodded, a pout upon her pale, crayon lined face] "Uh-huh! Izabel onee- chan! Her artwork is so pretty! She says they're all her originals! And we liked to draw together all the time!" [the witch took out a crayon and started to draw stars on the chalkboard wall] "Though it did get annoying when she told my new playmates to kill themselves and sent her familiars on them. And it's hard for her to draw sometimes 'cause she's made out of rock. And how dare some people call her artwork fakes!"
"Aw! " [Bebe toddled over and hugged the crayon scribbling witch] "I'm sure your oneechan will come back soon!"
[Mami blinked as she overheard their words. strange, she could understand more and more now. Hm, an art witch made of stone ? Ah yes, she remembered battling that one. She was not too much of a challenge, especially after Mami critiqued her 'original' artwork... Did she still have her grief seed?