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Lina caught the bag that candy-lady threw her with a deft hand, electing instead of immediately replying to her question to pop one of them into her mouth and--instead of letting it sit there as hard candy would dictate--bite down on it with a loud [i]crunch[/i]. Her eyes leapt open, and the smile on her face somehow grew [i]even wider.[/i] Palming another candy for later, she passed the bag back over to the other girl (even if she'd been given the go-ahead to have as much as she wanted, it still felt wrong to take more than one or two!), gave the candy another loud chomp, swallowed, and finally spoke in a chirpy, bubbly voice that sounded like it was coming from someone half her age.

“[color=FFC0CB]Oh, that's [i]tasty![/i] Wish I'd been allowed these at home, I'd have never eaten anything else![/color]” Then, after, “[color=FFC0CB]Yep, Ariesca! Lina Ariesca. Nice to meet you![/color]”

Upon being asked about her swordplay, she unsheathed the two again, checked around her to make sure she wasn't about to cut some poor innocent person, then performed what she thought the girl was referring to in steps: lunging forward with her right hand, she flicked her other sword up to ward off an imaginary blow to the neck coming from her right--which positioned it almost perfectly for a quick swipe to follow up previous one, which in turn made room to bring the first hand up again in a more traditional block. 

Bouncing backwards out of her stance, she shifted her grip on the right-hand sword far enough down to expose enough to grip, then held it out in offer. “[color=FFC0CB]Feel free to take a look![/color]” Upon making the handoff, she tossed the other up and down in her hand once or twice before holding it out in front of her with both hands. “[color=FFC0CB]Weight is shifted [i]juuust[/i] a bit closer to the hand for easier maneuverability, and...[/color]” she ran her finger down the fuller, and the bevels lit up for the briefest moment with flickering firelight before snuffing themselves out again, “[color=FFC0CB]...it's specially made so that heat doesn't destroy the temper![/color]”

With that she sheathed it again, clasped her hands behind her back, and rocked back on her heels, eye passing to the crest she spied emblazoned on the brooch that pinned the taller girl's shoulder cloak. She peered at it, eyes narrowing a moment and mouth quirking in confusion as she thought back over her lessons on nobility. No, it wasn't Itenaian, she knew that, so it was probably Atutanian. Which...she knew a [i]lot[/i] less about, since she'd never actually paid [i]attention[/i] to those lessons. Another moment passed before she gave up trying to remember and her gaze returned to meet the other girl's.

“[color=FFC0CB]Can't remember my lessons on Atutanian families, so I can't guess your family like you guessed mine. Something knightly, I think? But I'm not quite sure, sorry![/color]” 

The open, guileless smile returned to her face and she stood up tall again, cocking her head slightly as she flipped her long ponytail behind her. “[color=FFC0CB]So, miss knight, wanna tell me your name?[/color]”