Bell stepped out her eyes also scanning him over once again as he looked her over. Her eyes lingered on his eyes for a moment before she stepped a little closer – Oh he had magic all right she could practically smell it on him even from across the room a little from him and among all these … trinkets as he'd called them earlier. Her curiosity deepened even as he remarked that he was not knight. She quirked a brow and closed the distance between them a little more and gave a smile filled with mischief.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">“I was merely being polite. But if we're going into titles I'm no <i>'Lady'</i>”</span>She said mirth filling her smile a little more and her eyes seemed to lighten and dance at having been called a lady.<br/><br/>Her eyes dropped to the book as he placed his marker – a rune stone was a funny thing to use as a place holder she thought while he explained it was a fine time. As he moved across the room to shut the store down she stepped to the side and followed him with her blue-green eyes. A hand lifted to brush away stray locks of her hair that had slipped free from the loose pony tail. Lights shut out and security systems activated – she felt the ebb of magic and a brow quirked for a second while she thought it over – it made sense with this many magical collectibles she figured.<br/><br/>She came back to the moment as he returned and smiled<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99"> “Tea um... well sure since you're offering”</span>He seemed a little to proper but perhaps he was just being polite still. She couldn't help the smirk that tugged her lips as he called the order to his Chef! Really now a pampered life this one must lead. However the prospect of tea cake was very appealing to her. She blinked when he asked for her name and explained the slurred English that had replied to him. She spoke before she thought<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">“LyzaBell Tinker...”</span>Her eyes widened – why had she just said her full name<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">“J-Just Bell though please... no miss or lady please!” </span><br/><br/>She moved towards the chair pushing her embarrassment down while sliding out of her black denim jacket and sat feeling rather – well strange being here in a place like this with someone so proper that they offered cakes and tea to someone simply wanting to ask questions. Her eyes followed him hungry for answers as he moved to place something familiar in the display case but turned away quickly when she noticed the thimble before seeing what he'd set down. She knew of thimbles like that and it brought an angry tinge to her eyes. As she finally sat down when he requested it again of her. She glanced back at the music box as he explained and smiled lightly before taking a deep breath and starting...<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">“Ten years ago I was at the museum...”</span>she started but gave pause to let that sink in she shuffled in the seat a little bit trying to get comfortable under the gaze of someone so rudey proper!<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99"> “I do not quite understand why Peter took after you so when he was actually hunting for me...”</span>She let her gaze drop ashamed and remembering the pain on her cheek from his slap. She found her eyes on the thimble again and then darted back<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99"> “You know Wendy Darling I take it” </span>there was a tinge of jealously in her voice then. She stood again and started to pace before the chair she'd been offered.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">“I-I'm sorry it's just I'm not sure I can trust you – and if I can't trust you I'd be just as well going after Peter on my own the stupid crowing fool that he is … oh he's clever but to think I'd let him run off with the Gilden Key … he's greatly mistaken ...”</span>She stopped realizing she was rambling and turned glowing green eyes on Declan letting her anger get the best of her was a flaw. Fear slowly bubbled back into her eyes as she finally picked a question for him.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99"><br/>
“How do you know Pan … why did he attack you when he was looking for me?”</span>She was confused the events were coming back to her and she couldn't fathom why the events had unfolded the way they had.