Prinne did sort of stare at Xarces' display, figuring it was some sort of magic, but not entirely sure about the specifics - she was, after all, more attuned to a very specific form of psionic creation - and thought on it. The wink, too, got a little bit of attention, in the form of a soft little blush, before she moved along her way. With time to digest, she was a bit more mobile now, but still clanked along in her mystic armor slowly, the translucent green crystal plates matching what little could be seen of her sheathed blade.<br/><br/>"Ah, that was quite the night, though. I admit I didn't expect to be invited, but I think it was good in the end. Either way... yes, we have certainly a lot of teleportational business to attend to~" She nearly chirped (chirped, huh.) out as she went along.