[Evil Tink]

Mystic appeared a few feet in front of them, holding Melody like one would with an actual toy doll. "Now Solomon, no yelling alright? She can't cause you any trouble..and technically, Holden has a greater say in where she is to go over you; Jean-Pierre did give him 'guardianship' after all." He set Melody down, "You should be okay for about 3 hours or so, as long as you don't get into any trouble. Just have Holden contact me, I'll keep my telepathic link in his brain. Okay?"

Melody nodded, 'Thank you Mystic. I'm sorry for bothering you a lot.' She turned to face Solomon and Holden, 'Does he know sign language?'

Solomon stared a bit, "What happened to..your hair? You don't seem like the hair cut kind of guy." He looked down to Melody, "I do, but I haven't used it in hundreds of years, so I might be a bit rusty."

Mystic sighed, "I'd ask if it was really that noticeable, but I already know it is. Well, long story short, something got stuck in my hair near my shoulders, so I had to cut it all off." He bowed a bit, tilting his hat and disappearing.