The little mage sat  leaning over the thick tome as she finished her dessert, sighing contently. Dragging the thick book back into her lap after she set the plate down. She watched Emma move about and tidy up. She really was a good employee, going very much above and beyond in her duties. Syrisa made a mental note to through in a very large bonus. She wondered if enough money would entice the young warrior to stay close. She found herself pouting, wondering if it was not for the money if she would still be there. She realized it was a very stupid question, of course the answer was no. Emma was a mercenary, of course it was all about the money. She sighed softly, looking up at the lean warrior again as she dried her hands. Syrisa just waited patiently for Emma to sit down.<br/>The second that delicious bottom hit cushion, Syrisa was up.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"No time to laze about. It's time to go exploring. up up up!" </span>She said, excitement clear in her voice. When he bodyguard sighed and was slow in rising, the little mageling channeled a spell into the cushion, chilling it instantly. She had her shoes on and was tapping her foot impatiently as she watched Emma jump up.<span style="color: indigo">"come on, we don't have all day, hurry! Don't make me have to motivate you again." </span>Her smile was bright and her eyes glittered with mischief as she weathered that green-eyed glare. Part of Syrisa wanted to forget about the school and just drag this woman around with her. This was just about too much fun and she was growing to have a soft spot for the gruff warrior. Not that she'd ever admit it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>