... Look, it was a terrible festival ritual, but no one ever got hurt. It was just gross. You had to go through the ghost's digestive tract, but you'd be harmlessly spit out in the end.

There's nothing actively dangerous at our school unless you can't fly a broom and are dumb enough to jump off the tallest point, or something. ... Mostly.

[ Why is she glancing at Croix? ... Huh. ]