When one has set aside said pursuit for the greater good, they find themselves very out of practice where the 'how' is concerned. Even at thirty on—two.

[ There's a definite huff to her words, even as she reluctantly lets Dohalim peel her hands away, tension evident around her eyes. ]

But it is embarrassing. And I don't think luck has anything to do with it, Dohalim. If there's any fortune to be had, it's that he hasn't noticed.

[ She can't seem to decide if she should be happy about that or not, however. ]