Colette looked back up at her slightly, and caught a glint of glass or something in her lap but chose to ignore it. “I’ve… never seen it done, but I’ve heard of it.” Colette said with a quiet voice. She shifted some, she had seen something from the woman but so no cruxis crystal, or exsphere on her that would describe the malice and hunger look she had seen from her earlier. She shook her head some to herself and bent down to look at the fabric she had made. “They’re all very pretty works you have here miss.”
Amarantia smiled and moved back, allowing the girl to sit next to her if she so chose. “If you want, you can sit with me and I will show you how to weave.” She gave the offer innocently, though that hungry flash was in her eyes again.
Set the bait…
“Oh no, you don’t have too!” Colette looked up and smiled, she didn’t want to bother the woman, innocent blue eyes watching her. She felt something warm on her neck, she hadn’t felt the crystal react to anything in a long time.
“Oh no Child, I insist!” Amarantia scooted aside, to give the girl room to sit next to her. The voice in the mirror tutted. She’s not going to bite Ama. There’s something about her…some latent power. Oh, but her blood would make an excellent scarf, wouldn’t you agree?
She chose to ignore the shard, the corners of her mouth lowering slightly, Vanity being annoying as always.
