Mentally, HonorÃ¨'s mind was turning, processing each piece of information it received. While the prince was speaking with Martinez, maybe she could have an audience with the princess to present their gift to the girl. She had to have noticed her brother's new accouterments and wondered what her own gift was. It would be unnatural not to, especially with it not ten feet away. Or maybe the girl wasn't naturally curious, although the Comtesse doubted that, it was most likely simply well trained in her not to show it.<br/><br/>She wished there was an Aviary, or perhaps a hunt planned. It was only one day, and she was feeling a bit restless and out of sorts. She was used to an active lifestyle, and just these few hours of passive activity was wearing on her. But she also knew she couldn't excuse herself to see to her beloved Gawain. She was also used to smaller but more frequent meals. It seemed this entire ordeal would be a host of new experiences.<br/><br/>She looked up as Martinez spoke, hearing his words but it took a moment for the realization to sink in. Catching the older man's eye, her own widened in shock and questioning, silently asking if he was sure he wished to bring up such a topic. If she understood what he'd said properly...he was right, the implications were staggering. Shaking her head a little, she felt herself shiver. She had nothing 'against' magic persa, but she felt a little less easy with it around, and she'd seen it every day of her life, in matters great and small and thought nothing of it. Give her people and mundane matters any day.