[She takes the book back happily, her joy at simply holding the thing all too obvious as she laid it back on her desk reverently and began flipping through looking for the page she'd found earlier and considered of interest, only to begin looking slightly... Like someone who'd been with their hand in the cookie jar. The cookie jar of magical learning.]
- there was no expectation of continued interaction, no.
[Which was an awfully fancy way to try and say "yes"... But she couldn't escape feeling she had been foolish in the aftermath, that even though she'd taken many precautions, that others would still perhaps doubt her wisdom to agree to such a thing... Yet Sieglinde had discovered hypocrisy. The fact that while it was easy to tell others to beware of demons and contracts and spirits...
It was much harder to say "no" to one that dazzled you and offered things beyond imagining.]
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- there was no expectation of continued interaction, no.
[Which was an awfully fancy way to try and say "yes"... But she couldn't escape feeling she had been foolish in the aftermath, that even though she'd taken many precautions, that others would still perhaps doubt her wisdom to agree to such a thing... Yet Sieglinde had discovered hypocrisy. The fact that while it was easy to tell others to beware of demons and contracts and spirits...
It was much harder to say "no" to one that dazzled you and offered things beyond imagining.]