Val glanced at the other wagon as Annie's outburst of what he had to guess was frustration, turning to Dayyan and Mystera.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">"So why did the noble lady come with us, and not the goblin girl? I'd rather have her than that noble cake-topper. Honestly, she didn't dress for the weather, then again, none of them do-" </span>Val grumbled. He took his telescope out of his bag, frowning as he noticed a scratch along the brass.<br/>Closing his eyes, Val ran his finger along the scratch, mapping the way it scraped across the metal. Out of place, not allowed. He let his magic bubble up through his skin, melting into the metal and wiping away the scratch.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">"Hey, it worked! I've been trying to fix that scratch for weeks! Look Mystera, it worked! I'm not really able to use a lot of magic, so I mess up a lot, but this time it worked! See?" </span>Val excitedly held up the telescope to the young woman, beaming at her as he showed her the now flawless metal, still dingy and old, but pleasantly scratch-free.