Unable to make a coherent thought at the moment, all she could was shake her head at his questions at first. She stood there for a few more heartbeats, letting the sensations wash over her. A restless nervous energy filled her and abruptly she moved away from him, breaking the contact. She started pacing the room, her left arm across her waist, hand holding the opposite hip, while her right hand came up and rested on its own shoulder.<br/><br/>When she’d first obtained the Soul Fire, she’d made a mistake of crossing her arms, with some near disastrous effects. She’d adopted this position in place. Now, though she could control her Magicks, years of habit had made the odd posture a permanent quirk. She finally came to a stop at the window. Her mind clearing now that she was out of his influence she gave a sigh. As much as she wanted to explain to the Shadow Walker what was happening, she knew deep in her heart it wasn’t a good idea.<br/><br/>She might consider him a friend, but she knew he never would see her as such. The absence of Light within him wouldn’t allow the weakness of such. She turned at looked at him sadly, mourning the loss of something that never had the chance to be. It was what it was, and while she would always see him as firend, she accepted that he would never see the same in her. She looked away and once more shoved the strange reactions to his touch and presence in the background. Later she’d think it over.<br/><br/>The subject of the rose came back to mind as she turned over his thoughts on it. She mused out loud, her voice a bit distant. “No, it did not cancel or absorb my Magick. Eventually the Light was able to encompass it as well. It did turn a beautiful cerulean though.” She looked down at her arm thoughtfully. Her right hand moved and was suddenly glowing white she brought it to and lightly touched the rose.<br/><br/>The rose started pulsing at the touch, and as she made the Light touch only the parts of the rose on her skin, it once more turned cerulean. She felt the two Magicks explore each other, bring to mind two strange dogs sniffing each other out. Either one or both had gotten used to the idea that they both now resided with in her and had decided to cooperate, much like her Soul Fire did with her Healing.<br/><br/>She gave a sigh and the white light winked out. She brought her left arm up and studied the rose as it faded back to its pale blue colour. “I guess I absorbed it like the Soul Fire and it’s just another Magick becoming a part of me.” She looked to Lugoj and shrugged. She really had no other solution for it.<br/>