"It's not swearing," she says, unable to help laughter getting in underneath the reply. Locals are so funny. "You'd know if it was swearing."

Would sound a whole lot meaner. And it seems fair to add, "You're just like me." She holds up her gloved hand. "Technically they're you're demon oaths too.

"If it helps, I'm not about to chop any part of myself off to get rid of it either, so." Even if that meant going home. Would be a real smart move, to toss her dominant hand and immediately be sent back there.