'Siri'
It started appearing to Iris that bringing her vision to life was going to be a bit more challenging than she'd thought. After a brief though informative demonstration from a woodcarver, she struggled getting her hands to make similarly gracious movements.
Promptly reconciling herself with the fact that her creation was going to come out more crude than she'd intended, she moved on to the next problem. Her eyes searched the artisans' tables, wondering what sort of tool she could use in place of her dagger to hollow out the pieces of wood she'd just gotten.
That was when she saw a lump of metal effortlessly transform under a man's touch. When he noticed her overt stare, she responded with a wide smile. "Definitely." She strode over to his table, curiously observing the rest of his workstation. "That's a useful skill you have. What else can you do?" She inquired, fingers reaching to gently line the intricate carving on the freshly formed shelf.
Promptly reconciling herself with the fact that her creation was going to come out more crude than she'd intended, she moved on to the next problem. Her eyes searched the artisans' tables, wondering what sort of tool she could use in place of her dagger to hollow out the pieces of wood she'd just gotten.
That was when she saw a lump of metal effortlessly transform under a man's touch. When he noticed her overt stare, she responded with a wide smile. "Definitely." She strode over to his table, curiously observing the rest of his workstation. "That's a useful skill you have. What else can you do?" She inquired, fingers reaching to gently line the intricate carving on the freshly formed shelf.
