She was indeed up to something. She picked up the glass, smiling even as she sipped the liquid. It was good, wonderful even. Too bad she was too wound up to savor it. Maybe later.

"They have," she said, a wicked, pleased gleam in her eyes as she leaned further forward, closer to Lansil. "I need to show you something." Ah, to hell with small-talk. She really couldn't wait to tell him. "I need to show you something." She held up her hand, and for a moment light played over her palm, shimmering and twisting under her skin. "Can you guess what this is?"