It works exactly as she planned, and she can't help but laugh at Maddox's startled curse. "It's cool, isn't it? A little insane, yeah, with all the easy homemade explosives," She grins, looking perhaps altogether too happy at that idea. But hey, she's allowed to be happy, looks like she's just introduced someone else to the wonders of runescripting chaos, and it's a wonderous feeling. "Explosions aren't the only thing I can do, but they are one of the coolest."

The older witch turns to her with curiosity in his eyes; she tilts her head back at him, open to any questions. What comes is not really what she'd expected though. "Uh," she says, surprised. "Well... kinda? I mean, someone probably taught me the basics and stuff, and they left me a lot of books and resources to consult, but yeah I taught myself a lot of stuff. There aren't many runescripters around to teach me, unfortunately." She assumes someone had started her along the path, and her heart remembers an emotional connection to her rune books where her mind does not, but she doesn't know, doesn't remember for certain. It's kinda sad, but that's part of life, and she wouldn't get anywhere if she spent all her days moping about what she doesn't have.

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