Sophia blinked in surprise a few times. Wait a minute... was he just letting her pick the first mission? She was going to say it's okay and that he should take something he likes first, but before her dry throat could muster up any words, young Kerenza swooped by, her chin held high as always. In a way Sophia admired her. She was so young, yet held such potential for a mage and had such confidence, such power. The exact opposite of the inky mage in every possible category.
But she didn't stay there with her head down for long, as she heard Orin's voice. She didn't believe it at first - he was her big bro, but it still felt like such an honour to be taken on a mission with him. Her entire face lit up, making her look more like a young lady than she was suppose to be, than a sickly bookworm she usually resembled.
"Oriin! Would you really take me on a mission with you?" She exclaimed happily, wrapping her hands around his neck and giving him a playful hug. Well, if you could call it that, of course, as she was more or less dangling from his neck.
"Kaldis! Yes, please come along - if you want to of course! It would be great if you joined us." Sophia beamed at the wood mage, whose deer ears she found to be just too cute, but that's something she's never admit out loud. Maybe write. Maybe.
Just then she remembered Jynmi. Orion and Kerenza would make a grand team, one making spirits and the other weapons, but Jynmi had no one so far. She slowly let go of Orin, and took a few shy steps towards him, tugging on his coat. "Jynmi... would you and Lemmy maybe by any chance, possibly like to come along? It won't be too difficult if there are more of us and the pay is still good, even if divided on five parts."
Just to make sure whether or not she was doing the right thing, she looked back at her big bro with questioning eyes. "Would that be okay, Orin? They're a little new too and Lemmy says he needs a lot of practice... It's a job that is nearly S-class too..." With that, the Inky mage gave her brother the best puppy eyes she could muster. Manipulation wasn't her virtue, but every small sister with an older brother simply must master the art of puppy eyes. It's a survival technique, no doubt.