[colour=Gold]“Oh, I know all about those kinds of tales,”[/colour] Silk replied with a playful smile, pretending to be embarrassed as Isabelle whistled and called out to the performing duo. She listened to the girl as she went into some description of who and what she was, though throughout Silk got the impression that she was ether being modest or was being misleading. The girl didn't seem the misleading sort so Silk decided to go with modesty. That seemed to fit her better. As for whether or the girl was good at magical fighting or not was something of an irrelevance to Silk. Silk was no assassin or mugger, she was a thief of the non-violent variety, pure and simple.

[colour=Gold]“Anna, huh?”[/colour] Silk replied nonchalantly and pretended to think for a moment as if trying to recall the name. [colour=Gold]“Oh, I know Anna, or rather, I know some of them. Red headed girls, same family, kind of hard to tell them apart,”[/colour] Silk said as she headed off toward some of the stalls set up around the performance area. The truth was that she had encountered more than one ‘Anna’ of the redheaded variety in her ‘professional’ capacity. Very keen and alert girls, hard to misdirect. Not impossible through. [colour=Gold]“They may all look the same but they don’t all smell the same,”[/colour] Silk said as a matter of fact.

She spent a moment looking at the merchant’s wares and after finding nothing that interested her turned and smiled at Isabelle. [colour=Gold]“I’d like that, thank you. It’s always nice to meet new people. I wonder what they smell like,”[/colour] Silk said with feigned embarrassment. Her ears twitched. The sound was back, the marching steps. Was she being followed? It seemed unlikely. Usually guards would just charge straight at her if they suspected her of her usual misdeeds, though in this town she was still unknown in her professional capacity. All in all it might be safer to be around men with swords, just in case. 

[colour=Gold]“Lead the way, my dear Isabelle.” [/colour]