"Mm," Merlan nodded, "lt's satisfying, figuring things out like that but terribly strange trying to explain. That's what diagrams and books are for, I suppose - to get one's thoughts together." She did smile at the brief contact as it was warm and supportive and familiar perhaps because her magic resonated so well with his. She had to wonder what didn't since he was so adept.

Merlan looked about as they walked, taking in her surroundings, noticing details, the scents and sounds, listening for that unique ringing sound of the anvil.

"What shall we make first?" she asked when they arrived, taking a moment to warm herself and neatly secure her hair back. It mattered little how hot the forge and surrounding area was, it felt really good to her.