Riz rolled her eyes hard, but followed it with a giggle.  "You really<em>are</em>shy!  But you look good in the web -- you've got a knack for looking good."  She shrugged.  "You'll need some confidence if you're going to save the world, aren't you?"<br/><br/>She didn't seem to put a lot of stock in the idea, either.  She shifted further, though, until she was laying side-ways over the chair rather than sitting in it, with her head resting over one of the chair's arms and her legs draped over the other.  She was smiling like she always seemed to be smiling, and her eyes remained locked on Jaime.<br/><br/>"I don't really know what to make of your story ... I've heard of similar magic, of course, strange travel through time and across vast distances, but only in stories.  Is that really true?  And do the Elyrians really think you're going to be a hero...?  Do you really<em>want</em>to work with them?"