Syrisa scowled at Emma. She hated when the taller woman mocked her height. In a huff she shoved the strands of stray hair back behind her ear again. She closed the spellbook and set it gingerly on the sturdy, hand-crafted end table before raising out of the chair. She was just about to interrupt the warrior and put her in her place when the knock at the door interrupted them both. She had certainly hoped that Emma had not notice her jump a little.<br/><br/>Just in case, she readied a bolt of arcane energy as her bodyguard slipped with surprising grace over to the door. Part of her thought about unleashing the tall blonde's shapely backside just to teach her a lesson but she did not. As much as she was upset with the warrior for the comment she would never hurt her. Syrisa let the energy dissipate when she saw the axe lower. When the door opened the smell of delicious food caught her attention. For the moment all hostility was forgotten as her stomach cried out in joy. For such a lean girl, the mageling had a healthy appetite and she was famished. Still, she waited politely for the other girl to check the food and get out plates and such. She even let the other girl fill her plate although the remark she got for her kindness rankled the petite girl.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"Ha! You drag me over. Try it, just try it. I'll freeze you into a block of ice and push you out on the balcony to melt. That way I might at least get a little peace!"</span>Again her icy eyes glared at her protector and she even stomped her dainty foot for emphasis. Still, she was too hungry to argue and went over and began to fill her own plate before gracefully sitting and folding a cloth in her lap. She poured herself a glass of water and sipped it before slipping a piece of meat between two thin slices of bread and eating with slow delicate bites. She ate in silence, still sulking over the comment about her stature. Her eyes drifted to the warrior's face as they ate. Emma was a pretty girl, she re-affirmed. She thought about shrinking her briefly to quiet future barbs about her height but decided that she did not want to have to waste time finding her armour that would fit.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"So, I was thinking that after breakfast, and when I finish my spells for the day... assuming you will keep quiet so that I might... We could go exploring. There are a few widely renowned shops that I would like to visit. the alchemy shop around here as said to have any ingredient or spell component that you could ever need, even real rarities like powdered dragon's fang!"</span>She saw that cute little crinkle starting on that delicate nose. She knew that Emma hated shopping and she simply smiled.<span style="color: indigo"> "and since you are my employee you are going to smile and agree, right?"</span><br/><br/>She finished her plate and popped another pastry onto it. Taking her fork and the plate, she paused before going over to her chair to finish with her spells.<span style="color: indigo"> "Thanks for getting breakfast." </span>She said, with a condescending pat on the top of the other woman's head, as though she was a favoured pet.<i>That was what she gets for mocking my height</i>, the little redhead thought smugly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>