"S-so it would a-ppear..." the little gnome keeps well away from the sword when you bring it back to the table, obviously a bit disconcerted by the fact that it just turned into molten lava right before her very eyes. Which is strange, considering the volatile nature of the magics she works with...<br/><br/>Soon, though, her meal arrives as well, and she scoots in next to you to eat, deftly working around the filigree chains that adorn her hair and head.<br/><br/>"So, Lis... You're go-ing again, huh?" She knows better than to speak against it, but you can hear the worry in the little gnome's voice. "H-ow long do you think it'll take y-ou to find what you're looking for?"