Hey, she was entirely willing to throw down in the street for no good reason, but ... yeah, it was about the cursed doll things. That was definitely the intended topic anyway. For the moment, she focused on them and frowned, folding her arms before shivering. There was that heebie jeebie feeling. She didn't have an urge to break it, though. She knew better. Those things had spirits in them where she came from. Very annoying spirits who made little armies of equally annoying spirits and got into extremely annoying fights.

"They might be bait, but they might be intended to make everyone depressed, because someone's feeding on the bad vibes. Or someone might be reminding us of the old ways by throwing them in our faces. They might actually be foot soldiers of some invasion ready to go off. I really don't know what plan's involved here. It's kind of outdated crap, but it has power." A shake of her head. "The whole hunting them down thing's just par for the course. Nobody's this obvious if they don't expect to get caught eventually."

... "Well at least where I come from they aren't subtle enough for that."