<span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Hearing the explanation being given, and knowing it would probably be better to hear such things from someone with experience in their own right, it wouldn't take much to get Lara to agree to Ink's terms. "T-Thank you. You're being too kind to me and I do really appreciate it," she said cheerily. "I-I think I will take you up on your offer. ...oh geez, y-you'd asked me some questions before, and I'd completely gone without answering you, didn't I...?"<br/>
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"My name's Lara. Lara Ann Alstead. My mother's maiden name, however, was Ravensbrook. Apparently this book's at least old enough to go back farther than her, at least as I can see. I only discovered it a short while ago, while I was cleaning out their cabin in Colorado."<br/>
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Her eyes fell to behold the patterns changing, in awe of how Ink was doing so without moving any muscles in her so flawlessly. She felt embarrassed with her eyes catching the other woman's so quickly, but she was a marvel by any stretch of the imagination.<br/>
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"I appreciate you being so willing to share any information you might have on it. Goes to show you're one of the few people that care about this...little plight I've had right now. People teased me a lot for being the daughter of a witch as I was growing up, but now being here, knowing they were somehow right...it's a lot to get used to. Not sure if I should even try anything from the book."</span>