Seriously, all you need is a night of fighting monsters for life to turn you into a caffeine addict.

Allison doesn't believe the glitches are glitches, either. They're too real and vivid for her to believe they aren't her own experiences, but ultimately it's not like it really matters in her case. Those memories would be the last ones she'd have of her life back home, considering what happened in that last fight; these things now may be glitches or the afterlife she's stuck with, but it's all she has.

It's almost why she's not even fighting this insanity. It's why she doesn't mind making new friends, because back home she's just...gone.

"Oh that's awesome." She means it, too. There's no way she wouldn't admire a woman kicking ass. "I'm in Weapon and Armor Maintenance. I start tomorrow."