[ There's a vulnerability in the way she looks at him. Hesitance, but she longs for company. For someone to know what it's like. Her Master slumbers, allowing her to work her magic — she had no qualms with that, but... no, this was different here. Weeks had past and the knowledge she once more must wait for someone tears her apart.

She's an amazing force to be reckoned with, a divine spirit that was more human than the cruel armies that once killed her.

Caster follows him, though. Her eyes are noticeably attentive, narrowed as she focuses on her surroundings. ]

You're in no room to judge, don't get a big ego!

[ Sorry, even as she stands her ground... she sounds pouty over it. ]

Then it is decided. It may not be a contract, but we are bound by our word and reputation.

[ She spins, facing him directly now. Her attention, as flighty as it was, focuses solely on him. ]

A tour — if you'd be so kind. ♥ I must find out what I'm working with.