Turning from the mirror, Sonja was once more amazed by the amount of dexterity needed to manipulate all this fabric. "Thank you for your help Ursa, not just this morning but over the last day or so as well." Sincerity colored her words, though they were still rather stiff sounding from the lips of the Sorceress.<br/><br/>Watching Ursa leave, Sonja is filled with a deep sense of foreboding, making her glad she had not eaten too much of her breakfast. Turning back to 'her' room, nothing more to do other then wait really, Sonja closes the door with a little snick. While she waits, she paces, practicing moving in the volumnous trains.