An excellent conversational decision; Narcissa would be at a complete loss for words should that have been mentioned. There are some things she simply will not discuss. With anyone. Ever. Even if it relates to interior design.
"Certainly," Narcissa smiles politely, and pours them both a glass of juice - orange and mango, freshly pressed - as she takes in the fae's appearance a little more closely. The other woman is built on fine lines, and she supposes that caffeine in one so compact is probably not the best of ideas.
"I suppose that's to do with your species," she says. It's matter-of-fact, with no slight intended - a simple observation. Offering Ilde one of the beverages, Narcissa sips at and clearly swallows a mouthful of her own drink, a silent display of hospitality. She won't ask the other woman to show her trust so early in the piece.
But as to the kitchen, "Yes. I've something of a knack for Charms." She knew precisely what was meant, and is being modest. Narcissa holds a Charms Mastery, and she's very, very good at them. "You can sense them?"
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"Certainly," Narcissa smiles politely, and pours them both a glass of juice - orange and mango, freshly pressed - as she takes in the fae's appearance a little more closely. The other woman is built on fine lines, and she supposes that caffeine in one so compact is probably not the best of ideas.
"I suppose that's to do with your species," she says. It's matter-of-fact, with no slight intended - a simple observation. Offering Ilde one of the beverages, Narcissa sips at and clearly swallows a mouthful of her own drink, a silent display of hospitality. She won't ask the other woman to show her trust so early in the piece.
But as to the kitchen, "Yes. I've something of a knack for Charms." She knew precisely what was meant, and is being modest. Narcissa holds a Charms Mastery, and she's very, very good at them. "You can sense them?"