Well, then she was glad to have the bubble; meant she hadn't screwed up.  That 'substance' was the alchemist's fires, obviously, and indeed it 'would not care' what was done to it short of truly magical means.  Being looked up and down like this... well, Lisra just had to keep her cool... and it would be just fine.  She was just being a good sister, that was all; her intentions were pure, and she had nothing to fear.<br/><br/>"I understand.  What must I do to ease your mental burden?" she asked, sincerely "I have nothing to hide, metaphorically or otherwise as you see me in such a state without anything to cover me.  I am one of Shelyn's flock, and to me love, beauty, and art are sacred... what would you ask of me as it is, to help you sate your concerns and curiosity?"