"- oh, well, now you have a live fire test of that one. They okay?"

"Yeah. I made sure they had some good healing and escorted them back to their room."

"Congrats."

"I'm just glad I got there in time. Any use for one of these?" She duplicates the corpse of the thing she saved Ken from. 

"Huh. I guess I could turn the warts into bullets for Jagadambika's sling."

Shrug. "If it's not that useful it's not that useful. I can always make more sirenspider shell. Oh, but if there's anything I didn't get that would be especially useful, let me know so I can keep an eye out for it tonight."

Aadhya can get her a shopping list.

Kareen is going to need specific descriptions for some of these things, but then sure, if she's going to be lightly Hunt-aspected from copying Orion, might as well do some extra good with it. (She does not say this latter part out loud.)

And they will all be her honor guard when it is dinnertime.

She doesn't really need one of those, but she appreciates the gesture. 

That's why it's an honor guard, not a regular guard, but it also doesn't hurt that the seniors among them then get to be first in line for food.

Also fair! She doesn't really care about year-based food hierarchies, but she's also less fundamentally interested in disrupting them than she is in disrupting enclaver-based social hierarchies. Particularly since she isn't going to run out of anything. 

Eventually the juniors come through. Ennis offers her a little wooden container full of... eyeshadow?

"Since you can't sleep as much as you might ordinarily. It does alertness," he says.

"Oh, that's lovely. Thank you."

"You're welcome. I was guessing on the color, I can make a batch in some other shade if you'd rather."

“…Silver would probably look better with my eyes.” Her grey eyes are unusually light for a non-white person. “But I’m hardly going to be picky about a gift, this is lovely.”

"Silver next time it is, I see what you mean. Cosmetics is perhaps not a very useful affinity but I'd say it is a surprisingly useful one."

“I see what you mean, but I would expect alchemy makes magical cosmetics overwhelmingly more practical than mundane ones.”

"They're better, but the main, central thing they're better at is not highly important in here."

“Well, alertness is always good.”

Nod nod. "It's because it makes you look less tired, so it's cooperative with the magical effect," he explains as he takes some pizza.

“Oh, that makes perfect sense. —I’m sure I’m not going to think of anything in five minutes that you haven’t thought of in two years but that’s quite neat.”

"Oh, you might, feel free."

“Concealer that makes you less noticeable to mals. Concealer that seals wounds or heals bruises. Eyeliner that improves your vision. Blush that improves your circulation or promotes recovery from blood loss. Nail polish that makes your nails sturdier, harder to break or cut and easier to use as an improvised tool. Dye that makes hair grow more slowly. Hair gel that makes spikes that are actually injurious if anything comes at you from that direction. Mime face paint that makes you quieter.”

"I've got concealer that's a painkiller and seems to maybe cancel out the added mal-attractant of being wounded, but not that's actually healing, I think it doesn't stretch that way. The blush idea's new, I tried the nail polish but it wasn't worth the mana, nobody who could afford gel from me can't afford a haircut... mime thing feels out of affinity because it's not pretty."