[ Beatrice hasn't done much to test the limits of her magical body, herself. She's never been placed in that sort of position, and in any case, she's afraid that if the world finds a crack in her mask, the whole thing might unravel. After all, like all of her magic, her existence as "Beatrice" is a story that she tells to the world.

But for Rey and everybody else, that story is real, able to be seen and touched. Even if Beatrice, or Sayo, is afraid of pulling the thread too hard. Without that, she's just a hideous, miserable thing that committed unspeakable crimes out of emotional weakness. Better to be a witch. ]

Honestly, shall I need to hire a nanny for you? Stoltezza! [ Why yes, she has practiced her Italian. ] Why, if you keep me coming over here I might have to do something drastic!

[ Not that she has much room to criticize. She often went without food for extended periods during the times she felt the least human. She can feel herself teetering on that edge, lately.

Beatrice's smile is a bit strained, as her heart is ripping itself to pieces over Jessica right now, and that has turned her thoughts towards dark places, but she's happy to see Rey enjoying her sandwich. ]

...Really. Kainé doesn't want that, and neither do I.