Lidia extended her hand to the Norseman, "Nice to ...." When all the sudden her glass flew. He heart was pounding and she was in panic. She was about to bolt off when her arm was grabbed by Garth. His kind words forced her to stop in her tracks. The blond  blinked, stopped, and faced the young apprentice, she lowered her voice, "Eee Umm thankies. A gift? Ya think so? I ain't been noww'ere anyone was nice ta me. Mum, ta village, all said t'was a curse an me should leave. Me sibli'ns wanted me ta do it again an avian. Me 'ave no idea w'at or w'y me do it."<br/><br/>Lidia was astonished the lovely lady actually encouraged, not just her,but all the prospective student to try moving a glass. Lidia slowly grabbed the glass in mid air in front of her.  "Am I understand'n ya correctly, ya wants me to move me glass wit me mind. Just like ya did. W'at ya call it? Magic? Ya gonna allow me to fly things?"<br/><br/>The held the glass half filled with water in her right hand as She saw the Norseman go for his axe. "Sorry, Brant, me knows yas scared, me be too. I ain't gonna hurt ya. Folks back home chase me wit farm tools an throwed vegetables at me. It ain't regular, please forgive me?"<br/><br/>She glanced at the sheet and saw he was a enforcer of the law. She hid behind Garth and poked her head over his right side, "I ain't got's no trouble wit ta law, do me?"<br/>She was holding onto Garth's tunic for dear life. She was always afraid of being thrown in a dungeon for flying things.