"I spared it at least one thought," Raine said, not all that affronted. She sighed once more, eying Larrikin rather than the wool in her hands. "'Usually' is somewhat of an overstatement; we hadn't had much chance to explore before-- well. There was a magical accident, recently." Why was she discussing this with someone she'd only just met, again? "Previously, I had, ah, repurposed one of his ties, and I had meant to find something--" Raine broke off there, before she could audibly lose any more composure.