The painted boy seemed surprised that she knew how to craft. Instead of responding, she offered a slightly smug, but friendly smile. Crafting isn't just made for one, although her masonry was much less interesting than other. There is not much that can be done with rocks, especially in the way of useful things. It was much to heavy, to be built well. That being said, even hallowing out the rocks proved fruitless. It held up to little weight, and easily cracked under weight. Her abilities were basically holding cells and defenses. Not really the fun things.

Though, her attention was solely focused on Cera now. Watching someone craft was quite the experience. It required a steady mind, and sound thinking. One little peep or fuck up could ruin the entire process. She glanced at his companion as it scuttled off and collected rocks from the heart. In ways of materials, you had metals, rocks, and dirt. Sucks for those fancy glass makers. Not exactly an abundance of "quality" sand here. Eventually both came together to work on the creation. Cera had done some badass metal magic, and now, his companion was packing in rocks. Elsa scoffed a little, poking fun at Edgar for not being that useful. She could feel his anger seethe, but all she did was shake her head and ignore him. Plus, he was off flying god knows where, and wouldn't make it back in time to smother her with his anger.

The crafting did not seem to last long enough. Elsa could have stayed there for hours, watching how easily it melted under his work. When he stepped back, she nodded her head eagerly, walking to look at the fine specimen of work. The warning he relayed was locked away, knowing she had to move fast. Thankfully, flying help a little bit with the travel. Yet, it was not over. Instead, he asked of what it was for. She supposed that is a simple enough question, considering he did just work his ass off for a stranger. Yet, another clause was tacked on and she laughed softly, nodding her head. "It is for a quest," she said with a slight tinge of laughter. "Must be convenient helping a girl whose on a quest for an ice and fire magic. I'll gladly come seek you out and fill an amulet for you when I gain it, where should I find you?" She queried. Finding him may not be so lucky this time. Pausing for a moment, she let him respond. It did not end there, because she frantically realized she had never introduced herself. "Oh! And my name is Elsa. And keep the amulet, its nothing compared to what you should be getting paid." Elsa shrugged, swishing her tail nonchalantly. Not that she wanted to under pay a crafter, but she was not in possession of any great items.

"Talking"
@[Cera] Thats fine! :) she'll give him the amulet to. xD

Elsa