Yes! Yes, I'm a magic user, [ Evaline says, newly cheered by the boy's fascination with it. In truth, she's starting to sound excited too, her breathy voice rising in pitch as she clasps her hands together. Honestly, she's just happy to see a friendly face. The extent of her interaction with other people over the years has been... lacking, some might say, restricted to business matters in which she's instructed to speak as little as possible, or to the market to grab what she needs as quickly as she can.

This is it! Her first actual conversation! And no, she wasn't anticipating it be in a place like this (she had, somewhere in her heart, a conversation with some sweet soul at a tavern who had the ability to look beyond appearances), but she's not about to take it for granted. ]

I'm not that good at it yet, and my mother is far better at it than I am, but I'm still learning! Still, I know enough of the fundamentals to know that judging someone's character with magic is lacking. Your idea makes much more sense. But if they're looking for something in particular... [ She gnaws on one of her fingernails before yanking it away, visibly chastising herself for the bad habit. ]

Well. I know they want us to cooperate, but I'm not sure what it is they want us to do. What do you do, um... I never got your name?