[She knows it's a long shot, and that's okay. It's not as if she even has the ability or components to make anything now- until that situation changes, her hands are tied. It's an empty offer, and not one she'd expect him to accept any time soon.
It's fine. She'll keep on putting out feelers, testing the waters, gauging his response. Not pushing, not trying too hard. She knows Taako, knows him right to his core, but there's still ten years of his life that is nothing but a void to her; there are things that happened in that time that changed him, and losing his memories of her means he's used to being alone. Trust has never come as easily to Taako as it has to her. This is... a project. A long game. She's got practice with that, now.
She finishes her braid and tugs the tether of her hood free, wrapping it around the end as a makeshift bow. She'll find something better later on.]
Yeah? Well maybe I'll turn this wooden spoon into a proper magical artifact, too. The Spoon of Magic Missiles, or something. Next time you throw a cookie at me that bitch is gonna dance.
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It's fine. She'll keep on putting out feelers, testing the waters, gauging his response. Not pushing, not trying too hard. She knows Taako, knows him right to his core, but there's still ten years of his life that is nothing but a void to her; there are things that happened in that time that changed him, and losing his memories of her means he's used to being alone. Trust has never come as easily to Taako as it has to her. This is... a project. A long game. She's got practice with that, now.
She finishes her braid and tugs the tether of her hood free, wrapping it around the end as a makeshift bow. She'll find something better later on.]
Yeah? Well maybe I'll turn this wooden spoon into a proper magical artifact, too. The Spoon of Magic Missiles, or something. Next time you throw a cookie at me that bitch is gonna dance.