Her gaze fell upon the shared look between the royals, her hands tightening together in her lap. The explanations did not come easy for her, even if they were logical. A sharp canine bit down at the corner of her lip silently as she considered.
It was Kell whom she finally turned to. "What would be considered a common ability, then?" she asked quietly, her voice softer than it had been thus far. She maintained her posture, clinging to what little confidence she had, but she was treading into a place that was far too foreign for her. If she did not adapt, if the visitors suspected her of something strange, then no amount of hiding would shake them. Neria remembered Kell's warning from the night before. She would be seen as someone worth pursuing if it meant having handles on the crown here.
She considered, again, that it might be more useful for her to simply be scarce.
"Would they even be able to tell what I could do?"
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It was Kell whom she finally turned to. "What would be considered a common ability, then?" she asked quietly, her voice softer than it had been thus far. She maintained her posture, clinging to what little confidence she had, but she was treading into a place that was far too foreign for her. If she did not adapt, if the visitors suspected her of something strange, then no amount of hiding would shake them. Neria remembered Kell's warning from the night before. She would be seen as someone worth pursuing if it meant having handles on the crown here.
She considered, again, that it might be more useful for her to simply be scarce.
"Would they even be able to tell what I could do?"