Elizabeth
Smiling softly at Niki's wise words, Elizabeth shifts to cross her legs beneath the table. "I can." Imagine, that is, how difficult it must be to maneuver the treacherous landscape with a cane. "Snow is just as dangerous as it is pretty to look at. I've fallen on my backside too many times to count, but that's because I'm a lot clumsier than I look." She laughs again, never having found the lack of elegance to be cumbersome until she was lying flat in the frigid cold, or when the bruise pops up later.
Her eyes brighten to a warm amber, swelling with the pride and satisfaction her profession provides and how she could never imagine doing anything else. "That's what I like to think." Or that she'd been made to do it.
"Mageglass, huh? You don't see much of that." Her eyes widen unconsciously at the slip of information, having read about but never seen the substance. Unlike some, it's a clinical curiosity, wondering at the capabilities and circumstances that led it to be in his possession for a short time. However, she's more interested in other aspects of the conversation, her head tilting as she asks, "Why don't you make jewelry with the steel? Is it the material? Or preference?"
Her eyes brighten to a warm amber, swelling with the pride and satisfaction her profession provides and how she could never imagine doing anything else. "That's what I like to think." Or that she'd been made to do it.
"Mageglass, huh? You don't see much of that." Her eyes widen unconsciously at the slip of information, having read about but never seen the substance. Unlike some, it's a clinical curiosity, wondering at the capabilities and circumstances that led it to be in his possession for a short time. However, she's more interested in other aspects of the conversation, her head tilting as she asks, "Why don't you make jewelry with the steel? Is it the material? Or preference?"
Dive into the sea of thought,
and find there pearls beyond price.
and find there pearls beyond price.
