The two of them are working on their own projects in the lab, the lights down very low to soothe their eyes; Nadriina had spent enough time amongst surface dwellers to not be bothered, but her daughter hadn't developed that, quite yet. Their daughter had a reference manual on mid-level spells open on one side, and was alternately writing formulas and applying practical applications of magic to a small, floating sphere of some unusual metal, hovering in front of her. As Draiss watches, the orb begins to twist and shape itself into new forms, though none of them stay stable for long, much to her annoyance.<br/><br/>Nadriina, on the other hand, has an incredibly detailed map of the planes open, though she doesn't seem to be as interested in it as a small, handheld device she's working on, occasionally lifting it to point at a small, glowing gem, that seems to fade in and out of reality, as Draiss watches. She looks up at him, and smiles. "Ah, you're just in time, I think I have something you might find quite useful, once it's been properly developed. But as an initial prototype, it's fairly effective, if short ranged."