She began to adjust the position of the guitar, swinging it around and behind her back. She then stood, brushing off her blouse.

"Oh, you're fine! No need to repay or anything like that. But I'm flattered you came, dear. I was just hammering out an Asterisk that contains my memory of all the powers I had back home."

Ah, that reminded her: "Are you doing the same? A spot of skeleton magic from home?"