Maybe so, but it'd be a horrible way to find out. [But she sighs. She was probably getting a blade from down here. One that was made for someone like her and didn't have any risks. Especially if she could just trade some embroidery work for it.

The comment makes her antenna twitch, their tips giving a small wiggle.]

The walls of the cave and the roots of the tree where the other outpost it and...You know that place the witches had to clean when we first left the city? It's like the air there.

[The sparks of magic where the ley lines were. But she shrugs.] I don't know how to describe it...Just something about feels familiar. I've been told it's a fae thing.