[Mabel is quiet for a minute, hearing it as an offer and genuinely considering it. Never known for having solid impulse control, there was a time not long ago when she would have jumped at the chance for something like this, and there's a part of her that's certainly still doing that. It's not just that she's put out about everyone having cool powers from her. The idea of being a wolf does sound genuinely amazing, an experience she'd love having and treasure.

But even outside of the whole "poisonous" thing, there's enough reasons not to that even Mabel slows down. Even so, she smiles. That something like this could even be an option is super cool all by itself.]

I think I better keep figuring Trench stuff out for a while before I go for anything like that. Me and brobro are doing a lot of research about corruption and magic and stuff. [And a big part of corruption in Mabel's case is how much sleep she's getting, so adding something weird to that is a special complication.] We should totally hang out when you're a wolf, though. And -- hey, when you're not, my omen's got wings and gets real big. We could go flying.

[That's probably the coolest thing she can offer in return.]