A soft, amused chuckle could be heard as Silvarie took the clean cloth, giving it a sniff before beginning the process of cleaning her hands, not bothering to look down as she did so. Her eyes would trail over to the inn in question.<br/><br/>"Holstis runs that inn over there." She stated casually with a jerk of her blond head in it's direction. The sign over the inn had received a fresh coat of paint. No doubt to attract the new tourists to the City. It read "The Gilded Lily" with a painting of a gold lily in full bloom beneath the words.<br/><br/>"It's one of the nicer inns. It's also one of the more costly." She continued to absentmindedly scrub her hands, eyes out of focus as she thought.<br/><br/>With another laugh, she answered her second rapid fire question. "Oh, I've been here for about the last ten years or so." She stated matter of factly, shifting her weight to her other foot, turning her gaze back to Sarai. "I showed up during the middle of the ban on magic."<br/><br/>It was at this point, Sil let her eyes fall back to her hands and she gaped. "Wow, this stuff works wonders!"<br/><br/>She lifted her hands, marveling at them. The large patches of green and blues had almost completely been removed from her skin, leaving only a hint of pigment behind, though her nails were still horrendous.<br/><br/>"What's in it?" She sounded almost desperate to know, a pleading note in her normally even voice. She took the now stained fabric, running it along the tips of her fingers, face clearly distracted by the solution.<br/>