No wonder artists are always looking for patrons. I guess that's why muses and patrons are often two different things.

[ She can't help but sound bemused. Does her voice also betray an air of realization that she'd had months ago upon arriving here without a piece of gold to her name that things did, in fact, cost money and not only that but that gold was finite? That can be left up to Wanda's interpretation. ]

That isn't true though if you're someone like Jesper. He's able to conjure materials out of thin air just like you.

[ She's jealous really. Now that seems like a useful power. ]

So your magic just sort of...evolved then? Is that the right word for it?

[ She leans back to rest against the back of the couch, albeit a little gingerly, pain prickling slightly on her face as she does. Hilda is quick to try and hide that however. The lizard in her hand seems to sense it though and skitters closer towards her as if that will somehow bring her comfort. ]