[So, the Halloween shenanigans got her thinking. She was strong enough to live, to steal her way through the event. She didn't die. She got her candy. All was well. But it was a certain kind of hell to be wearing a costume like the one she was stuck in that showed off all of the charred skin she tried to hide.

It would be a good time to put an end to it.]

How many of you here are healers of some sort?

[A little hesitation.]

I currently have deep second-degree burns over 98% of my body from a handful of months earlier. Most if not all of them are "fresh" wounds that refuse to heal rather than scars, due to the burns themselves being invoked by my preternatural weaknesses. As you can guess from context, I currently both feel like and resemble a piece of cooked meat. If anyone is able to heal any injuries of this degree, I'd like to speak with you. A price can be arranged, if necessary.

Is it over yet? The traps, the costumes, the people killing each other?

 [The moment the video turns on you see a blond head on the keyboard. The stool is knocked over in the background.]

Owww......

[The head looks up and those who recognise it will see that it is Colette's. She rubs her head, trying to register what happened, and then..]

Oh, no! I haven't broken it, have I?!

[Looks like Colette has worked out how to turn on the video - not that she has noticed that it's on. Respond to her, guys?]

[Filtered to the Sabers]

I have a question for you. Both of you. I hope that's okay.

[Filtered from Extra Saber]

Um... I have a question. And a request. Is it possible to make things in the tower? Food, I mean. I know they provide us with food, but I'd really like to try making something of my own.

[She frets a little, but doesn't hesitate much when she speaks up again.]

... And that's where the request comes in. I was hoping someone would be able to teach me how to make something. A... a cake, to be exact.