[b][color=violet]Scillia[/color][/b]

[color=Violet]"Mmmm, not as much as I should have,"[/color] Scillia admitted, briefly resting her head on Oliver's shoulder. After a few moments, she lifted herself upright again and gently pushed him back into his chair.

[color=Violet]"Have you been doing your maintenance? You seem a little more unsteady than usual."[/color] She settled herself on the arm of his chair and put a hand on his back, gently rubbing his neck. [color=Violet]"I know you don't like talking about it, but we live in a village filled with some of the most magical and technological marvels of the age. I'm sure if you just asked, someone could fix your legs. What about that Prometheus fellow? Or maybe Maria could put together some golem legs, or something."[/color]