"Buido-vyla," she grinned. "Which isn't really a word any more than it is in Yevonite, but that's okay. My brother likes to tease me when I make up words."

'Disasteriffic' was totally a word. He was just jealous of her mad language skillz.

She stood up and stretched her arms over her head.

"I'll hold your hand, and you can hold mine," she said. "Your right, and my left, so that we can kill any monsters without letting go."