[ She is appropriately amused at his moment of panic when she threatened his well-being with the fingernail. Absolutely worth it. (What is a bit of light teasing of bodily harm between friends, right?) Oft her attempts at teasing go horribly awry as she is usually the more gullible one. It is rather fun being on the other side.
But against her own (currently nefarious) tendencies, she really can't help but be a little endeared at how seriously he takes it regardless. Even though she is giving him almost nothing to go off, vague promises and threats. He even goes so far as to package the gift for her. Clearly this is a man she can trust or bury a body with if needed.
So Himeka takes his hair with a little more reverence than she has shown until that point, examining it for a moment before cocking her head to the side as she looks over at Jaskier. ]
Thank you.
[ That's all she says for the moment as she considers what she will do with it. Then after a quiet moment, his tied lock of hair floats in the air above her cupped palms, glowing and twisting in on itself as it begins to look more like heated metal than hyuran strands of hair. Once the glow fades a new object floats down gently into her hands.
Well, if she has creation magics here then she is sure as any of the seven hells going to use them. ]
In my village, it's customary to craft or have crafted that piece of the other person into something wearable, be it jewelry, a brooch, or mayhaps something as simple as having that scale woven in to your everyday coat.
[ What she's made appears to be some sort of twisted metal, the same brownish color as Jaskier's hair but with a coppery hue when it moves in the light. She places it on her left horn like a cuff. ]
The idea behind it is that you're never too far apart.
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[ She is appropriately amused at his moment of panic when she threatened his well-being with the fingernail. Absolutely worth it. (What is a bit of light teasing of bodily harm between friends, right?) Oft her attempts at teasing go horribly awry as she is usually the more gullible one. It is rather fun being on the other side.
But against her own (currently nefarious) tendencies, she really can't help but be a little endeared at how seriously he takes it regardless. Even though she is giving him almost nothing to go off, vague promises and threats. He even goes so far as to package the gift for her. Clearly this is a man she can trust or bury a body with if needed.
So Himeka takes his hair with a little more reverence than she has shown until that point, examining it for a moment before cocking her head to the side as she looks over at Jaskier. ]
Thank you.
[ That's all she says for the moment as she considers what she will do with it. Then after a quiet moment, his tied lock of hair floats in the air above her cupped palms, glowing and twisting in on itself as it begins to look more like heated metal than hyuran strands of hair. Once the glow fades a new object floats down gently into her hands.
Well, if she has creation magics here then she is sure as any of the seven hells going to use them. ]
In my village, it's customary to craft or have crafted that piece of the other person into something wearable, be it jewelry, a brooch, or mayhaps something as simple as having that scale woven in to your everyday coat.
[ What she's made appears to be some sort of twisted metal, the same brownish color as Jaskier's hair but with a coppery hue when it moves in the light. She places it on her left horn like a cuff. ]
The idea behind it is that you're never too far apart.