"Me? Oh, yeah. Man." Ribbon scratched her head and thought for a second. "I'm Ribbon. Four foot eleven, pushing 150 pounds so I look like a tiny little Rebel Wilson. 'Cept my hair's shorter, and it's darker, and it's curly too. I mean, as you're aware, 'cause you can see that, 'cause you're looking at me right now." Ribbon was working out a self-description in her head and saying it as she thought of it, she wasn't taking the time to filter out the information that was completely redundant.
"I like dresses. My Affinity's Sleep, my power's that I can make anybody go to sleep if I make skin-contact with their head, so my power'd actually work better if I wore something really skimpy and revealing, but I dunno if that'd be a good look on me." Ribbon chuckled a little bit. She was like an inversion of a typical comic-book heroine; there was actually a completely practical reason for her to fight in nothing but an armor-plated bikini, but she opted not to. Ribbon wasn't so insecure in her looks that she spent time beating herself up over them, but she didn't really have the confidence to dress that way. Instead she opted mainly for sleeveless dresses, like the one she was wearing now.
"I'm from, uh... y'know Xandus Capital? I feel like you and Lester maybe aren't from around here. I mean, I'm not from around here - I've never heard of Scotland, but until today I'd never heard of Sawdusttown either, so I might not be the authority on what places are real and what aren't - but I feel like you guys might be really really not from around here."