[Dumb loner going for a walk]

It's true, Awen is so rude. If she knew she was being rude, she'd apol-"I'm sorry," she says, apologizing.
The snakes still move up and down and around her foreleg enjoying the warmth, darting their tongues back and forth like snakes do, and possibly tickling with them.

To be honest, the witch kind-of admires Violet. She just says whatever she wants and doesn't care about how other people might feel about it.

"Oh. Are horseapples good?" she asks. I mean, they've gotta be. If they weren't good, people wouldn't buy them. "What're they like?"