"Not this Santa, no. Back home, my...I guess you could call them my adoptive family, helped him save the holidays. They introduced me to him and he's just as jolly as everyone says.

This may not be my Santa, but I'm glad to know he's universal."

The one she knows, sadly, is not a big, fuzzy goat. He still seems just as friendly and full of good cheer and the spirit is what's really important here.

That coming from a necromancer.

She laughs a little. "I think my reaction to meeting him was exactly like yours here."