Feeling one of the many precious metal ring clips in her hair slip low, she offers the lantern to Aura. "Hold this fer me darlin. Me hair clips are movin." She pulls her hair around front, over her shoulder and readjust the metal bands, each one unique and covered in etchings of runes, pictures, small gems. Her golden hair looks thick and straight, not a curl in the length of it, and as long Aura's arm. As she brushed her hair with her fingers, and reclipped the bands, she glances over to Aura. "Me comment about yer chest. It was mean. Im sorry." She had noticed the downward glance Aura made. "Not that I have much experiance judging the sizes of other folk than me own."