I ought to start listening more. I don't spend enough time out in the forests.

[Clara's eyes flit over the woman's hands. Long enough that she knows Lauralae caught her watching but quick enough that she has enough plausible deniability if called out. Trick of the light or not, Clara has a feeling that there is magic in the air and she must tread carefully.]

I do. If I'm to continue here. I must learn magic.