Klaudia is starting to wonder if she misjudged this guy. Maybe his reaction to her wasn't unusual at all. Maybe he just yelps at everything! She might even feel a little bad if she had any investment whatsoever in his emotional well-being. As it stands, she does not, but the capacity is there to one day capitalize on.
It's gratifying to hear the admission that she's right, and Klaudia lifts her chin smugly back at him. See? As if she would steer him wrong. No sabers! No illusions! Just a sad little man in a damp room with a strobe light on too bright.
"He's too busy staring, so I'm sure he's just forgotten where he put his manners again. We can probably just let ourselves in." At which point, Klaudia draws another chalk circle on the wall of the building. This one she details with the alchemic symbol for glass--and a few short moments later, the whole window pane is drawn into a glass cube that falls into her waiting hands. That gets tucked under her arm, and with a silly mock bow (or as much of one that can be managed on this ledge), she gestures into the room. "After you~"
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It's gratifying to hear the admission that she's right, and Klaudia lifts her chin smugly back at him. See? As if she would steer him wrong. No sabers! No illusions! Just a sad little man in a damp room with a strobe light on too bright.
"He's too busy staring, so I'm sure he's just forgotten where he put his manners again. We can probably just let ourselves in." At which point, Klaudia draws another chalk circle on the wall of the building. This one she details with the alchemic symbol for glass--and a few short moments later, the whole window pane is drawn into a glass cube that falls into her waiting hands. That gets tucked under her arm, and with a silly mock bow (or as much of one that can be managed on this ledge), she gestures into the room. "After you~"