Programmed? [Misty frowns then, nose wrinkling as she clutches the end of her shawl in one hand though she does reach for one of the s'mores.] Pretty impressive though. Can y'do that with anything?

[Taking a bite, she chews it curiously as she watches Janet, considering that question. Though she shakes her head after a moment, swallowing.]

I admit, I don't think I met anyone that looks like you. There's another you in Hell? [Now that's interesting. Not entirely good but interesting.

Though when she speaks, her voice is soft and low, gaze on the ground before them.] I only saw a few people in my Hell, and it kept playing over and over again. I didn't see many.