Every time I've seen her, I try to learn more about her and come away somehow knowing less. At various points in time, I've though that she was a witch, an angel, or a cursed princess. I just need to reach out and ask her, right?
This feels exactly like a conversation you would witness in a dream and think was completely normal and then wake up and think 'what the fuck?' for a single millisecond and then immediately forget about completely.