[Her answer may as well be confirmation:] So you have heard of it.
[She's laughing at him. A little. Taking the rope, she tests its strength, wrapping it around her arm, then tangling it between the fingers of the other to pull. It gives, snapping a few fibers, under her test.
All right. So she'll be gentle.]
There are plenty of places in between what is under us and what is above us. [The Crossroads would be difficult to explain, and more importantly, she will never give anyone any indication of where they are. (If she can even find her way back, with her magicks suffering so.)] An easy enough job.
[She starts at it, lifting wood with little effort, and holding it up, balanced on the post, with one arm as she ties.] So where are you from, then? Your own little cave?
no subject
[She's laughing at him. A little. Taking the rope, she tests its strength, wrapping it around her arm, then tangling it between the fingers of the other to pull. It gives, snapping a few fibers, under her test.
All right. So she'll be gentle.]
There are plenty of places in between what is under us and what is above us. [The Crossroads would be difficult to explain, and more importantly, she will never give anyone any indication of where they are. (If she can even find her way back, with her magicks suffering so.)] An easy enough job.
[She starts at it, lifting wood with little effort, and holding it up, balanced on the post, with one arm as she ties.] So where are you from, then? Your own little cave?