Fine Detail [SE]

Zariah Be dangerous darling, for the world rises and falls at your feet. "Mmm a fight to the death. That should win you favor with the Fae-folk." she said, the barest hint of a smirk. She knew he was joking of course, but that this...flamboyant fellow thought he could fight anyone to the death was laughable. She was fairly certain if he so much as broke a nail he would have a total meltdown. That's how these artsy type folk always were. That he had to keep up with her charming nature only proved her point. An ego so easily wounded. Such weakness was disgusting. At least she only had to endure it while she had a carving yet to make. She worked quietly, focused on her work, when he asked if she had not interest in joining his guild. "Not in the slightest." she said without hesitation. "I have two young children and am head of my family. I have no time for such a membership." she said.