You're fond of growing things? I haven't been to a garden in a long time.
[Not since she was back home in Magnimar. Lilias lets out a small sigh, surprised that this fact makes her feel a little homesick.
Her mouth thins slightly at the mention of the stairs—all nine flights of them. She'd used magic to skip them on the way up, and only partly because she was in a bit of a hurry. The only reason she'd known enough about elevators to force open the door was because she'd been so impressed with them after her arrival that she'd spent hours on the network, looking up everything she could about their workings. She always avoided taking stairs around other people if she could; being forced to take them so deliberately made her feel like an old woman.
But something about the magic here is harder on her body than she's used to, and besides, it would be even more telling to abandon Matt just to skip the stairs and meet him at the bottom. So she smooths her expression and nods her assent, and tries not to let her limp or her fatigue get the best of her as they make their way to the ground floor. She's leaning harder on Matt's arm by the time they get there, but the pleasure that lights her face when she receives his thanks is genuine.]
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[Not since she was back home in Magnimar. Lilias lets out a small sigh, surprised that this fact makes her feel a little homesick.
Her mouth thins slightly at the mention of the stairs—all nine flights of them. She'd used magic to skip them on the way up, and only partly because she was in a bit of a hurry. The only reason she'd known enough about elevators to force open the door was because she'd been so impressed with them after her arrival that she'd spent hours on the network, looking up everything she could about their workings. She always avoided taking stairs around other people if she could; being forced to take them so deliberately made her feel like an old woman.
But something about the magic here is harder on her body than she's used to, and besides, it would be even more telling to abandon Matt just to skip the stairs and meet him at the bottom. So she smooths her expression and nods her assent, and tries not to let her limp or her fatigue get the best of her as they make their way to the ground floor. She's leaning harder on Matt's arm by the time they get there, but the pleasure that lights her face when she receives his thanks is genuine.]
Think nothing of it. I would do it again.