The thought of hi going out into the world saddens her, but she does her best not to show it.  She's been thinking about what Brian had said earlier, and realized he was right.  It does seem that they are destined to either stay here in the Parade, or to spend the rest of their lives running from the hunters.  At least if Cayn would stay in the carnival, she'd be able to spend time with him.  But if he leaves, she'll lose him forever.  She quickly opens the book and starts to look through it as a means of distraction.  There are many more spells in this volume.  Ones for harming enemies with acid or cold, or draining their energies, or tricking them with sounds or lights.  A couple more catch her eye, ones that search for poison or magic, but none seem quite right.  Then she spots it.<br/><br/>Its a strange spell, much less defined than many of the others.  It seems to be a weaker version of many other spells combined.  But something about the versatility of it makes it seem like a good choice.  Scrawling it into her mind just as she had before, she practices the words several times before turning back to Cayn.  "I think I've got this one..."<br/><br/>Suppressing a smirk, she glances down at his boots then starts to write in her mind.  Focusing for a bit, she begins to notice a slight change in his footwear.  The black leather starts to lighten, the deep color seeming to leech from it as it takes on more of a flesh tone.  The change in hue spreads across the leather, growing brighter and brighter until it surpasses the coloring of skin and proceeds to turn bright pink.  As the last of the black is replaced, Liz can't help but giggle.  "I think I like this one..."<br/>