Emma watched in stitched silence as Giselle placed the enchantment on her index finger, a fairly faint shimmer appearing around the lethal edge. Turning slowly to one of the tapestries by the wall, she drew her finger down it, expecting to see it shred a line down the length of it. Much to her surprise, it reacted as a normal finger would, simply pushing the fabric around. She smiled at this unsuspecting reaction, happy to feel somewhat normal. "I can't remember the last time I was able to touch something without watching it crumble... If you could... could you do that with both hands? I want to be able to touch someone without hurting them..."<br/><br/>She remembered one of the people who had rescued her from the airport, a pretty brown-haired girl named Zoey. She had tried to touch her once, and had practically eviscerated her in the process. She wiped the wayward tear from her eyes, pawning it off as a facial tick. "I promise, I'll do whatever you tell me to do. I want to be able to do that, to feel people again without hurting them."  She prayed beyond anything she might have believe in her former life that Jake's take on magic was wrong. That it WAS possible for magic and technology to live together. Well, hell, it was possible, she just watched Giselle cast a spell in a world of Technology right? But then again, she grew up with these secrets, these arcane miracles. She hadn't known anything of it, only machines and science.<br/><br/>And it was science which lead to the state of her home, overrun with the walking dead, causing her to live her life in fear at all times, weather or not she'd live to see tomorrow. An accident of one man trying to do good, but the results didn't lie. Science, when uncontrolled, killed people. But so did magic, she supposed. Fireballs? Lightning orbs? Cones of frost? All of these sounded as if there was no beneficial use for them, save the udder destruction of everything everyone held dear. Science and magic, both very wonderful things, but both very horrible and destructive things. Beautiful and terrible, all in one. The trick to them was controlling both. And it was control Helena lacked. She had the power to do great things, but failed to use them properly.<br/><br/>"Please, I'm ready to learn."<br/><br/>((Yea, sorry, ran out of things to say. >.<))