Seda did not smell of the normal heady floral perfumes the noble women seemed to love to nearly bathe in. Instead, she smelled of a mix of incense, sacred unguents, and the slightest hint of raw ozone which Nicolai would only pick up when she stepped close enough to him to have a private conversation. He’d hear her now, shuffling her feet softly as if she walked with a rather unconfident gate… or at least wore some very heavy boots. The subtle sound of metal creaking underneath her clothing with every movement and fidget she made.<br/>The young woman would tilt her head, closing her eyes just slightly as if in deep thought.<br/>“You may be quoting something. Or at least, that is what I would think. Though, it is very perceptive of our current situation I would say. Though, it has the flow of litany.” She’d say, her voice sounded synthetic, seeing as it was relayed through her re-breather.<br/>“Courtesy, many of my order disregard such a thing and I think I am beginning to see why.“ She’d say, coughing to cover up a slight laugh. “I have spent most of the meals in my own quarters… I was beginning to feel as if I was being rude to our hosts. I have been warned against such breeches of protcol.”<br/>“Mostly curiosity though, this is, as odd as it sounds, my first chance to truly observe other people whom do not follow the Omnisaah’s creed when they are not outnumbered vastly by those who do. Though, I think I shall take this with a proverbial grain of salt. This seems… as if it is not baseline behavior.” She’d say with a slight nod, quite happy with her word choice.<br/>