<span style="font-style: italic"> "do you believe in magic?"</span><br/><br/>Luljeta did not respond to his question. It seemed rhetorical, if anything, but she did look expectantly upon Isaiah when he removed a glove from his left hand. Was he going to perform magic for her now? It didn't seem so. He began by explaining to her...alchemy? If Luljeta was being honest, she had never learned alchemy. She barely knew what the word meant. Still, in her thirst for knowledge, she drank in Isaiah's words, even if she did not fully understand. Her eyes were drawn to his fingers in the cool water every now and then, but for the most of it, Isaiah held her attention.<br/><br/>He was passionate about this dream of building a medical lab. Luljeta could tell by the way he spoke, how he leaned into his words, his eyes dilated just slightly. It was refreshing. Luljeta had very little social interaction growing up, and those that spoke with her never talked of their dreams or passions. A smile pulled at the corners of her lips. It was nice to know that her escort has such good dreams.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> "and you, have you had passions growing up? hobbies?...</span><br/><br/>Luljeta glossed over the last half of his questions. Her smile dimmed and she lowered her eyes to her fingers, which were picking at each other. She had wanted to do many things growing up, but her training had always come first. "I...yes, training was always first, amongst everything else." It was a simple statement, but her infliction made it seem she almost resented her role in life for it. "I wanted to do many things, to become many things.." She shrugged slim shoulders. She did not like talking about what she could never be. Instead, Luljeta gave Isaiah a smile and reached over to pat his gloved hand gently. "I am happy for yours and I hope you accomplish it." What else could she say? She was not a vengeful person. She did not hate this man for his freedom. She did feel envy, but not hate.<br/><br/>Luljeta removed her hand and gave her knees a tap before standing. She straightened her clothes as she did, looking to the entrance of the temple. "Thank you for saving me back there." She started for the opposite end. "I think I should like to enjoy a bit of a walk." She wanted to back to her rooms. "Would you care to join me?" Isaiah didn't have to, it's not like harm would come to her within the city, but he was her bodyguard after all. "I'm just going to my rooms. It's not far, so don't feel guilty should you say no."