Hannah
The door to Hannah's room was covered in some truly cruel and vile wards, ones that Coconut didn't recognize from the last time she'd crashed there - the sort that retaliated against you for trying to cross them. The sort that turned people into toads, or reduced them to shadows on the wall after annihilating them in nuclear fire. It also, helpfully, projected the awareness of such a threat to anyone looking to just barge inside rather than let them discover it for themselves.
So of course none of these details particularly mattered, because the door opened as soon as Coconut was done analyzing it. Standing there was Hannah but - different? A little taller, a little sharper in her features, hand on her hip and her tail waving about in front of her with unwoven magic clinging to the tip. She was just dressed in her underwear, lacy and black and showing off her seal of power, her wings, and her hooves. She had her head cocked to the side, and was giving Coconut a Look.
"Where the Hell have you been, little sister?"