[She stares up at him, quite calm and knowing that for this insult (even if she trembled a little from mana deprivation) she was going to get tossed into the springs. But it was quite worth it, to have that moment of him getting laughed at.
She considered, flicked her fingers as if preparing for a spell (or flicking water off) and folds her arms over her chest..]
I considered a moustache made of ash, but that would be a waste of mana.
[She's still mulling it though. Quite seriously even.]
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She considered, flicked her fingers as if preparing for a spell (or flicking water off) and folds her arms over her chest..]
I considered a moustache made of ash, but that would be a waste of mana.
[She's still mulling it though. Quite seriously even.]