The chalk stuck the board in rapid succession, occasionally producing a high-pitched noise as the chalk scraped over the black surface. The young lady strode back and forth agitatedly before the massive black board, putting into text a train of thought which had passed through her brain. "... So if the Levitation Rune is moved here... we can add two others... wait..." She dusted half of the equation into oblivion as she realized an obvious flaw in her train of thought. She leaned left and right, trying to make sense of what she had just wrote before dusting away the remaining statement away.<br/><br/>"Your Majesty."<br/><br/>"What? Already?" She looked at the complicated timepiece which occupied almost an entire wall. She dropped the piece of chalk onto the floor, dusting her hands and picking up the various blueprints which had collected on the workbenches during the time she was left alone. "Yes," She called to the Arc Shell which relayed her words to another similar Shell at the entrance, "Yes. Wait just a bit." She tossed the leather apron onto a nearby bench along with her gloves and goggles. Her hands combed through her hair, straightening them out of any tangles which would have be made when wearing the goggles. She pushed the door open, in a white dress, befitting of a Royal, save for a minute oil stain on her sleeve. At first she saw no one, an empty corridor then she looked down. He was kneeling. Why the hell was he kneeling? But of course she did not say that. "Rise," She said formally, then any trace of it disintegrated when she saw his face.<br/><br/>"You actually showed up," She arched an eyebrow, "I'm guessing this is about something I lent you exploding?" Truth be told, the Illumination Shell she had passed to him was a failed project of one of the Prism Shell's designs, concentrating light from the sun directly into its core where it bounced off an array of mirrors, trapping heat for no good reason. "Or is this about borrowing something else?" She arched an eyebrow curiously.