[Ternview Apartments]

In response to the somewhat unsettling laugh, the halfling merely grips the knife a little tighter, stepping down off the stool in order to plant her feet upon stabler ground. She looks about incredulously before, all of the sudden, the dormant magic implanted within her activates, filling her belly with butterflies and shivers.

Now thoroughly confused, Anulhi glances from the knife, back to the cutting board, before slowly setting the knife down, stepping back against the counter. Something felt... very strange, all of this did.

"I... I don't r-really know you, and, n-no, I didn't paint it. My sister's."

"I'm... a f-favor? What... kind of favor?"