Oh! What wonderful magic. [ Caoimhe listens intently, her eyes sparkling when the Trader speaks in regards of their magnificence. To call for things and be able to bring them forth - she could only imagine how such an amazing gift could be used. ]

Oh... I understand. I wonder... To see Midna again, and to have some of my belongings when I placed them upon her. My sleeping sheets that were woven from my mother and the Lady Matriarch Ailbhe ... There is so much I imagine that I would wish back to me. [ The smells of her forest, and the oceans of Caoimhair! The warmth of her blankets that have lived with her for centuries, taken well care of and study beyond all recognition! Even Caoimhe understands all things have a give or take- it is much like the weave or how the most basic of things are handled. Yet when the Trader brings up conversation, Caoimhe all but snaps out of her beguiled state! ]

I would adore a conversation at any time! There is so much we could share, I am sure.