[colour=Gold]“Lady Silk, huh?”[/colour] Silk mused aloud as she trailed behind Isabelle as the two of them navigated through the crowded streets. Silk watched with some measure of curiosity as a man was arrested for trying to palm off fake elixirs. Silk didn't recognise him and so didn't really care all that much. Isabelle however seemed to care about it far more than Silk and couldn't restrain herself from voicing her opinion. [colour=Gold]“Indeed,”[/colour] Silk said in a cheerful monotone of agreement with Isabelle’s opinion, while in truth caring very little one way or the other. The girl was clearly very idealistic. Morally and ethically inflexible. Not Silk’s kind of person. Silk stuck her tongue out at her behind her back in a playful manner, careful so as not to be caught. She was using the young lady as a form of camouflage after all, so she had to put up with her for the moment.

As they turned a corner they encountered a young man who apparently knew Isabelle, though from Isabelle's own reaction it was clear that the two had not been introduced. Silk waved in greeting and smiled at the young man before proceeding to occupy herself with the contents of a merchants pockets as he made the mistake of waking past her. This was while Isabelle, who would have not approved mightily of such reprehensible actions proceeded to use her magic to cure an injury that afflicted the young man. And then charge him for it. It tickled her for some reason and she smiled cheerfully to herself. 

[colour=Gold]“Oh, I don’t know about that, Lady Isabelle,”[/colour] Silk said with a lecherous hint to her voice in response to Isabelle’s proclamation in regard to the etiquette of gift giving. She complains in one breath but accepts the gift with the next. It was just too funny. [colour=Gold]“Lady Isabelle, I didn’t take you for the kind of person who accepted candy from strangers. But seriously, in many lands it is customary to exchange gifts as a form of greeting, regardless of intention or personal sentiments,”[/colour] Silk said in way of explanation. She then smiled roguishly at Matthew. [colour=Gold]"A pleasure to meet you,"[/colour] she said casually.

It was then that a young girl collided with Isabelle, sending the two of them tumbling to the ground in an amusing fashion, causing Silk to snicker before bursting out laughing despite some considerable effort to the contrary. She made absolutely no attempt to help either of them to their feet and watched as Matthew helped them instead. [colour=Gold]“I’m sorry, it’s just that you’re so clumsy lady Isabelle. I forget at times how flat footed humans can be. No offence meant,”[/colour] she said, her hands raised before her in a placating manner. Silk knelt down in front of the young girl and rubbed her head in a comforting manner. [colour=Gold]“There there, the big bad cleric won’t hurt you anymore.”[/colour]