Un café l'addition.

Agatha seemed to be much more focused on the practical effects of creating an artiticial leg made of ice than to worry about how degrading it was for Hazel to get carried this way, even if she did she would hardly judge her, she got how it was like babying her, but this way they didnt have to worry about a slow climbing of the stairs.

"I guess, but then again, you could perhaps create some kind of harness for your leg with some leather and plastic joints to at least ease some of the movements. If you can somehow sew in hard part that force your legs to move in a certain way, it may releave some of the effort you're putting into the leg. With your height I dont think making a 1 foot tall leg would force you to separate it in 2 parts, but then again the harness would help if it comes to that. You should maybe consider to make it hollow so it's light and dont put too much of a strain of your powers, that is, except for the knee joint and the ankle joint. I mean, I dont know how mechanical prosthetics are, and maybe you'd be better off buying one here, but if magic powers do grow with use, maybe by using it 10 minutes at a time and practicing every day You'd come to a point where it will be effortless to you, not to mention that your power would significantly grow as you train it every day for this purpose. It would be hard, as physiotherapy usually is, but it would fit you better than any prosthetic you would buy."

They finally reached her studio by the time she was done explaining everything. Even though she was so young she seemed to have a lot of solid basis in a lot of different fields, such as basic medical knowledge as well as basic practicall ones, surely thanks to her photographic memory. Agatha sat Hazel on the bed close the window.

"I'll go down to the kitchen and make you some tea alright?"

Well, it was her right if she wanted to get a robotic leg. She was glad she heard her out without getting defensive about it. It was a very personnal subject afterall, and while she only wanted to help, it would be rude to constantly remind her of what she lost. The mechanical leg had some advantages, though she was a bit worried she was already thinking to the next time she'd get into a fight.

"Well alright, that's too bad you cant create anything bigger than a foot tall. If you do get in a fight you could make a ice horse to move around. If we're not worried about how it would look a giant spider would carry you just the same with A lot more stability thanks to the 8 legs..." She paused as she moved toward the door "Just...er...Just tell me if you want me to change the subject. I'm just...Well brainstorming, trying to help, but I dont want to make you feel uncomfortable."

She headed to the kitchen. It took her a while to figure where everything was, she explored what she had in her pantry too for later use, remember where everything was and what they had in however many quantities so she'd know what to take next time they needed to go grocery shopping. She put a kettle to bowl and checked out her collection of tea to find something that wouldnt make Hazel too sleepy, since the night had fallen and she was ready to work. Since she didnt get any particular instructions about the tea she added a dash of honey to make it sweeter before carrying it upstairs on a tray with two cups.

Agatha knew little about social convenience, she had lived on her own for most of her life, hence she was always the strange, or sometimes rude girl when all she really wanted was to help those she liked. But she always insisted way too much. Seeing how they had an overabundance of cheesecake Agatha felt that she didnt have to make any cookies to go with the tea. Both of them would probably not go hungry. This was a nice kitchen, a nice home, a nice host. Life seemed easy here...Believe it or not, but Hazel was one of the first person to actually listen to her without calling her pain "whining"...Thus, she felt a lot better, the weight on her back feeling much lighter after sharing some of it. Just listening helped. Even if she had untaped darkness inside of her, darkness that she doubted anyone would hear the whole story.

When she entered the studio she quickly ducked to avoid taking an owl to the face. seeing how Hazel was into a deep creative transe, she did her best not to distract her as she hunched to avoid any flying object and made her way to the table. Being able to control this many tools at a time was amazing. She didnt get exactly how this was easy, but animating a limb wasnt, but she said nothing. Putting the tray close to the table before looking the progress made on the dress from afar with a smile

"Do you require anything else?"

She was about to pour her the tea but Hazel had gone ahead and did that herself. Oh well. Next time she'd be faster. Taking a seat close to her and looked around to see if she could spot the dress pattern, unless Hazel was sewing everything without a template of course, still, she was interested to see what she was working with.

"Ah, yes...It's all thank to my father...He...Kind of always distrusted the school system, he took it upon himself to teach me all kind of things at my own rythm ever since he realised I was gifted. By age 6 I was already fluent in Latin, chinese and japanese, playing the violin and the piano as well. I just remember things very well...It's a rare gift, but it's not a power at all...Only thing I couldnt really wrap my head around was Martial arts. My mom had several black belts, but I never quite got around to master anything...I despise violence...I just cant bring myself to do it."

She gave a Hazel a faint smile

"I went into highschool because my mom wanted me to have a normal life...She really fought my dad so I could go out and meet kids my age, it always was important for her. I hated it...People were so mean to me...the upside was that I had perfect scores in all classes except for PE, so I didnt really have to put in any extra work. It was kind of like taking vacations. I was studying on the side naturally....I dont know if I'll go to college right away...To be honest, I dont have the faintest idea about what I want to be...Not so long ago I was convinced I had no future"

She looked kind of glad to be praised like this, even though she tried to remain modest.

"Well...I'm fast learner, so I guess what I want to do for now is learn as much as I can until I can find something I like...Even though I'm worried it willnever happen."

She sighed and passed a hand through her hair to push them back behind her ear

"I was always an introvert, I think my dad got that and just tried to get me involved socially at my own pace...It wasnt like I couldnt go out and see my friends. I went to the library every week...I just had classes at home. Among my two parents I always felt like my dad was the one who got me the most. He's an albino like me...And he had it rough when he grew up, just like I do."

She paused for a second and added

"But yes...I just wanted to be...Well to be ignorant of what I just discovered, like all the other teenagers. Just, being worried about something stupid rather than having the fate the world on my shoulders."