Nari had half-expected that answer. Wizards often seemed to be part scientist and part creative, working by feel rather than strict recipe when they were experimenting. Dalton had collected some of her magic on a whim, to be used later. Billy had done the same. Nari found she was deeply curious to see the end result--it was her magic, after all--though their spell-work would doubtless be very different.
Tucking the slippers beneath her elbow, pinned against her side, she reached out and took the flask. She was delicate with it, holding it daintily in the fingertips of both hands. The water droplets filled the vial, clinging to the sides. Nails tinkling gently on the glass, the dragon turned it over, making the air bubble float to the bottom--now the top--and hummed a thoughtful noise. It wasn't very much and didn't seem to have the same luminous quality as the one she'd taken from Billy, but the other wizard had taken far more. Dalton had been very conservative, it seemed. And polite, which was the more important thing.
Satisfied, she held it back out to the man. “Will you show me when you do use it?” she asked, eyebrows lifting with earnest curiosity rather than her usual mischievous bent.
Tucking the slippers beneath her elbow, pinned against her side, she reached out and took the flask. She was delicate with it, holding it daintily in the fingertips of both hands. The water droplets filled the vial, clinging to the sides. Nails tinkling gently on the glass, the dragon turned it over, making the air bubble float to the bottom--now the top--and hummed a thoughtful noise. It wasn't very much and didn't seem to have the same luminous quality as the one she'd taken from Billy, but the other wizard had taken far more. Dalton had been very conservative, it seemed. And polite, which was the more important thing.
Satisfied, she held it back out to the man. “Will you show me when you do use it?” she asked, eyebrows lifting with earnest curiosity rather than her usual mischievous bent.