While everyone was warned of patient men, most never mentioned that the fury of a patient woman was often worse. The witch would wait to terrorize her ward (?) with tickling, (and/or the threat of it,) but she did not wait or even hesitate to respond with a raspberry when he rolled his eyes.

"Not normally?" She didn't mind moving on, even if these questions were a far cry from the standard introductory exchange. "Usually only in riots, and I've only been in two big ones, both undoubtedly ancient history as far as you're concerned."

Hiro's grin got a grin in return, and Sam shrugged. "How should I know, unless you say something? There's a fair few human and human-sized---and smaller!---people in and around Haven, and you're bound to befriend some of said people, because if anything seems to be true of the people present? It's that most of 'em have solid senses of humour and will banter back. Most of the examples I might name are, I admit, giant robots, but it's not like I haven't hung out with other organics... and I do insist, on all of the above. If I didn't, they wouldn't go under 'ground rules.' We're almost done the dull adult discussion, though."

At least 'dull' could be debated.

"Last point is 'the kitchen, continued.' It's not like food costs here, but as a courtesy thing? If there's one serving left of something I chose or made, ask before you eat it. Odds are I'll say sure, and if there's two servings of something left one is fully fair game, but it's not a nice surprise to go to the fridge anticipating that last pop or piece of pizza to find nothing where it was."