He gives his word and makes his vow. Maeve takes it for what it is, nodding her acceptance of it with a soft smile. Her expression does shift, however, as his eyes widen and he dips his head. Something of a smirk curls on her lips, knowing and full of mirth, knowing the thought that is surely running through his mind. Maeve shifts in her seat, crossing her legs as she leans back, a hand resting on her thigh. [say]"I'm sure you won't disappoint. Let me know if you need anything else, Deimos. I'll offer any aid you need in this particular task."[/say]
The Nightshade says with a little hum, standing and extending her hand to the Sword, whether it was for a handshake or not was unclear. Still, it hung there, waiting for him to take it so she might lead him back to the door from whence he came. However she paused, a thought seeming to occur to her, [say]"I would ask for one more thing... If you'd be so inclined."[/say] The Nightshade looked up at him, expression thoughtful, [say]"I'm aware of your abilities when it comes to creation magic and I was wondering if you could give my current weapon a little extra oomph. In return for all of this, of course."[/say]
The Nightshade says with a little hum, standing and extending her hand to the Sword, whether it was for a handshake or not was unclear. Still, it hung there, waiting for him to take it so she might lead him back to the door from whence he came. However she paused, a thought seeming to occur to her, [say]"I would ask for one more thing... If you'd be so inclined."[/say] The Nightshade looked up at him, expression thoughtful, [say]"I'm aware of your abilities when it comes to creation magic and I was wondering if you could give my current weapon a little extra oomph. In return for all of this, of course."[/say]
