You stood at the edge of the workshop, watching Vill-V juggle various parts of her latest invention. She hummed a nonsensical tune, her voices harmonizing and overlapping in ways that would have been unsettling if you weren’t so used to it by now.

“You know,” you began, leaning against the doorway, “most people would think working with someone like you would drive them insane.”

Vill-V turned sharply, one hand holding a wrench and another holding… a banana? You weren’t sure where she was going with this, but that was typical Vill-V.

“And yet, here you are,” she replied, a teasing smirk curling her lips. “You must like the madness.”

You rolled your eyes. “Maybe I just like keeping you from blowing up another city block.”

Her laughter rang out, loud and unapologetic. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic! That only happened once. And besides, it was a very small city block.”