There was nothing that Anzanie could say to Elsa, nothing that the Glazier felt would lift her mood and instead remained silent with her lobes pricked towards her friend, eagerly awaiting her words. And then Elsa began to explain her history to the splashed fae, and what came out of this was information that shocked the naive little creature to a huge extent. There was talk of an invasion and Anzanie had little knowledge on this. She assumed that this must have happened some moons prior to the fae's arrival in Helovia, far back in time considering the changes that Elsa in particular had made to her life in the time span that occurred between. The words dripped into her lobes and she fed on them intently, the history being something that captivated her. She cocked her cranium as she mulled over that Elsa still before crafting magic yet never took the liberty of using. With a slight cough she then took to the floor and replied with as few questions as she felt appropriate to ask,
"I never knew there had been an invasion or anything of that sort. But I am glad that you now reside in the Edge..." which led onto her high pitched voice mulling over one rather difficult question, "Do you ever miss the Falls? And why do not like to use your crafting magic anymore? Crafting caves sound incredibly amazing, they would be so useful for here..." These were all words to Anzanie, but they were special to Elsa. And for that she knew that her friend would value her respect to keep her word about this, and not wanting to hover over the subject too long she shook herself to physically rid her of the awkward topic and set about needing to craft for the ivory fae.

Anzanie went about craning her neck down to the ground, hard and cold as it touched her nose. She was looking for the perfect size piece of glass that would be able to be crafted into what her friend desired. With a bit of foraging around she found it. It was perfect. A tiny shard about the size of her eyeball, Anzanie thought enthusiastically. It was glittering in the pale light of Frostfall and showed little in terms of cracks or imperfections that would reduce its effectiveness. With a little snort she nudged it into a little clear spot on the terraria, letting herself think for a moment about what she needed to create.With the image of the reflective glass in her mind of what she wanted to create, the splashed princess closed her pools and concentrated on it, putting all of her energy into the crafting magic that she could feel pulsing around her lithe little bodice. It felt like a tingling sensation and coarsed around her as she concentrated the energy onto the image. Soon she could feel the energy subsiding as it had peaked in strength, and to her easily impressed brain she squeaked at her success. She opened her pools and saw a little reflective round glass, hopefully shaped in the way that Elsa needed. She took her cranium back up to normal height and smiled at Elsa, sighing as she did so, "Does this suffce for you, friend?"

[OOC: I'm so sorry I've been so busy!
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