Awww, kids! That's always good, to have a kid to dress up and a reason to dress up themselves. Me, though, I figured out that I would be a terrible parent when I was young and decided that I was best off sticking to cats. Cats don't need to learn how to drive and they don't need The Talk and and they don't need a college fund and they don't need their parent coming in in a mishmash of colors, patterns, and gendered clothing. Cats don't give a shit, as long as I feed them and provide a good lap.

She'll go the whole nine yards, even miraculously finding a mourning dress from her time period and refusing to take off mourning until she knows Luz is okay.