She ducks her head and smiles shyly, skin darkening in a blush. "They're really nice."

She steps forward, and then can't quite seem to decide whether to go towards Pradnakt or Daisy, or who she should be talking to.

I can go finish unloading the speeder, if you want to catch up with Daisy.

Rhoda hesitates. ...If you don't want some help?

You can come help if you want, but I'll be fine on my own. Telekinesis is handy that way, she grins.

She's conflicted, can't make an easy decision. Eventually... Catch up with Daisy?

All right. I'll be right outside if you need me. She gives her a hug and heads out.

And Daisy sits, leaving room for Rhoda to sit next to her. "Did you have a good time while I was gone?"

And Rhoda does sit next to her, nodding as she does so, drawing her knees up to her chest. "Yeah. I- it was nice?" she sounds a little startled. "I- Pradnakt let me watch while she did her saber-practice."

"That's good. She made sure you were safe, right?"

"Mhmm. I was in the tree, and she told me not to get too close. It was impressive." She pauses. "How was your trip to town?"

"It was okay. They were curious about you."

Rhoda hunches in on herself slightly. "Why?" (It doesn't make any sense to her.)

"Well, you're new, and they're not sure what it means that there's something new, whether it's dangerous or not. It could be, if Pradnakt had taken an apprentice."

"Oh," she looks down. "...I don't want to hurt anyone," she murmurs.

She nods. "And they'll figure that out, it's just going to take a little while."

Rhoda leans slightly towards Daisy, not quite enough to actually lean against her, but getting close. "Don't like the attention," she mumbles. "S'not...good."

"Mmhmm, that's understandable - they won't hurt you, but it's okay to want to be careful. They won't come here, though, you don't have to worry about that. And if they do, Pradnakt will take care of it."

She relaxes slightly at that. "I- Good. That's good." She is silent for a moment. "Pradnakt said you got some ink?"

"Mmhmm. Want to see?"

She pauses for a second, and then nods. "Please? If you don't mind?"

"Of course." She retrieves the little box from where Dusk set it aside on the kitchen counter for her, and then considers the table. "Let's go to my room, there's room on my desk to spread out a little."

Rhoda nods, and follows after Daisy.

Daisy's room is the size of a large closet; the desk dominates it even more than Pradnakt's bed dominates hers. The walls are painted in a dark blue that makes it feel even smaller, overlaid with a wheat-stalk pattern in shiny silver, and the overhead lamp has a matching shade in delicate stained glass. The desk itself is well-kept and nicely carved dark wood, with a plastic cover protecting the work surface from ink stains.

Daisy sits, scooting over a bit to make more room between the door and the chair for Rhoda, and takes a few sheets of paper from one neatly-organized drawer and a calligraphy pen from another before opening the box and passing the vial of royal blue, metal-shiny ink to the girl.

She takes it cautiously, slightly mesmerised by the colour, but also not sure why she's being given it. She looks to Daisy in mild confusion.

"It looks different in the bottle than it does on the paper. Here," she holds out her hand to take it back.