She smiles brightly at the praise, still vaguely amused at the seeds clinging to the outer edges of the man's hair and beard. With a flick of her hand she returns the favor, depositing them upon the wind to maybe revive the Ruins over time. Though she's quickly distracted by the name, and hums softly, thoughtfully, as she ponders over it. "Thank you. I believe I know a young boy with the same talent, though I don't believe he's aware of it. I'll see what I can do to help him control it." Shaking herself out of it, she gives a gamely smile and gestures for them to begin walking, leaving behind the disaster of their improvised training ground.
- FIN
- FIN
a golden cage, for all it's worth
is still just a cage
is still just a cage
