[Training] Something old, something new

Maea I'm reaching out wide trying to catch myself before I fall The pale woman looked at the rubble and ruined buildings, the broken status and nodded thoughtfully. This was a good place for being alone, and for thinking difficult thoughts. But she had to admit, calm contemplation was not quite the reason why Maea had chosen this place today. "No, stay. Actually... could you maybe help me with something?" Inching closer, she adjusted a dark shawl that hung over the shoulders; thin and flimsy looking, like shadows or rags and quite incapable of keeping out the damp. "I've been restless ever since the battle, and... well, I wanted to train." She admitted it with a hint of a smile, a somewhat sheepish look about the face. It was silly, but the way the fighters had moved out there, how easily they had weilded their tools and abilities... Maea envied it, and even though Ludo's caution to use her gifts with modesty was fresh in her mind, she wanted to become better. At using them, moving with them, doing something worthwhile... She looked at the woman with some trepidation however, because she did not strike Maea  as the kind who would enjoy getting her hands dirty. Too... well, too pretty.