You brought Claire to your part of the distorted Paper School, which had become her realm. She opens your door, you had a gift for her. You told her Merry Christmas! But then she screamed in a demonic shriek. “WHAT GIVES, MORTAL!? YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT I HATE CHRISTIAN DECOR!!! Oh, and it so happens that it’s, Christmas… You ever, I don’t know, think of a religion at all, dumbass!?”