Zulmire: Hisseh fit? *raises his brows* Like… a temper tantrum? Heh, he’s still jes’ a baby. A child een some regards. Whenever he does that, I usually just ignore him. If he don’t have no right t’ be angry tho’, give him a slap an’ tell him t’ cool eet. E’s still young, got a lot to learn. *lightly chuckles* Voodoo? Voodoo be ‘da label we be givin’ t’ any bad magic. Was plaguin’ your daughter ‘afore. Dat was partly ‘da fault of somet’in else. Den it was Kah-leestoh’s fault. Den partly mine… but eet’s fixed now.
