[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210425/60d4cad31d79f05670a6f5376d410cd8.png[/img][/center] [Right][color=6ecff6]Interactions: Nolan [@Remram][/color][/right] Truth be told, the purple haired mage hadn't noticed any of how Nolan reacted to her prior to them sitting facing one another at the table and her offering the floor to him. That was the point she'd really started studying his face. She hadn't expected much reaction to her previous statements or thanks. Those should have already been given. He was probably expecting them. Most she dealt with would be expecting them. It was when she asked a question and offered him a chance that Ria noticed the mild debate pass behind his eyes in the moments it took for him to choose how to answer. At first, she assumed he'd just give a curt response and she'd just carry on. It was how he'd likely have treated anyone else asking a personal question. But instead, he offered up an answer. Not just any answer: it was honest, and a bit guarded. The smile it brought onto his face was so small, but so defined that she couldn't help smiling a bit more herself at the way it touched the corners of his eyes. When he joked about those that raised him trying to make him civil, she almost laughed. But the way he'd started - the noting of them clearly being dead - caught the sound before it could escape. At least the chuckle wasn't upset. It wasn't mournful either. It was just...kind of reminiscent in a way but also truly entertained by the thought. And it let him even continued on. The fondness he spoke with next...she wasn't sure she'd ever spoken of someone in her life with such a tone. But the guilt - or was it regret? - that followed...[i][color=B0E0E6]he must feel responsible for him passing.[/color][/i] But it certainly wasn't for her to push the subject. Especially when he revealed his age...and birthday. [i][color=B0E0E6]Wow. I didn't realize I was older than him.[/color][/i] By months but still. Given his talent and everything - she'd assumed he was at least in his twenties. Maybe it was the constant scowl? Then he apologized. She blinked the smile from her face, sitting up a bit more in surprise. Then laughed softly and finally stopped tracing the lip of her glass to actually grasp it. "[color=6ecff6]I think you're right. You really don't talk to anyone all that much, much less this much. But you shouldn't apologize for talking so much. I've been told I kind of draw it out of people. Well, most people. I haven't gotten Kiba to talk too much but we talk in different ways.[/color]" She laughed a bit more. "[color=6ecff6]Though your matriarch would have been in good company in being aghast over our socializing. Pretty sure some of my kin would certainly been turning noses over this whole situation. Though I think it's nice. You should feel comfortable socializing, and shouldn't feel restricted by traditions with whom you socialize. We should do this more. It's nice getting to talk more.[/color]" She quieted for a moment as the smile parted to a quick thought. Her gaze lifted, as did her hand from her otherwise untouched glass of water to touch her forefinger to her chin. "[color=6ecff6]Hmm...you know - that's a thought.[/color]" Her gaze snapped back to Nolan's face. "[color=6ecff6]We [i]should[/i] do this more! Like I said, I don't tend to take jobs out of Rembrandt much because my magic is defensive and support - it doesn't work with offensive spells. [i][b]But![/b][/i] If we team up, I could help you with the whole talking to people thing and support on missions. And with the additional support it could let you take on even bigger jobs without having to - ya know - actually deal with people. I think we'd be a stellar team![/color]" She laughed, as another thought occurred to her. "[color=6ecff6]Plus, imagine how everyone would react. No one would believe us if we said we were forming a mage team together. They'd think you were just messing with them if you were the one to announce it. But seriously, what do you think of the idea? Teaming up with me for jobs?[/color]"