"Thanks... Um...I guess I'll give it a shot..."  She picks up the pen from the desk.  Concentrating on one of the spells, she holds it in her hand, once again writing the words across its surface.  As she does so, the pen starts to glow lightly, flickering just a bit until the entire thing is illuminated.  Her face eases as she stops concentrating, and a smile plays at her lips as the light shines on.<br/><br/>She doesn't notice how with the casting of the spell the skin on her left cheek starts to wrinkle.  It sags ever so slightly as it starts to come free, making her face look odd.  But when she rubs her hand over its surface it falls away so easily she doesn't even sense it.  Instead, she just turns and grins at Cayn, reflecting the light from the pen off her brilliant bronze scales.