03-15-2012, 08:13 AM
She was tempted to continue deprecating, for although not every luperci did make such things, that was probably because most had better things to do, in Caprica's eyes - and also, just about anybody could do it, if they chose. But she accepted the thanks grandly, just sensitive enough to try to cover up her lack of self-belief with pride. "Oh, it's nothing," she smiled and her eyes flickered over the wooden beads against the golden coat, pink and brown and black. She hadn't figured the woman for being much for the feminine touch, but it looked good on her. Maybe she would keep it instead of trading it, but either way made no difference to Caprica. The woman's words were of great interest: what sounded like a saga-length story condensed into just a few quick syllables. Why might she not be able to return to her family? But Caprica wasn't much for stories, preferring the here and now. She didn't pester, but merely interjected "Well, hey, if you can't go back to 'em, remember you'll always have a family in Anathema, right?" Caprica lifted the underside of her palm where the blood cut was made for members who weren't already blood. Her own palms were uncrossed by this rite, as she was the daughter of Naniko. She was sure Tlantli knew what she meant, though. Her question had Caprica shrugging, and laughing slightly because it was the first time she'd been asked, and so she failed to answer as quickly as such an obvious question seemed to allow. "You pretty much got everything. I want to start learning carpentry soon though. Y'know, to work wood on a kind of grander scale than beads! Make furnishings, storage, maybe even houses…" This was, as far as Caprica could see, the most useful application of her crafting tier, but she was so far having trouble finding the motivation to get started: mostly because she didn't actually know where to start. "It's a work in progress. I also like cooking. And magic," she added in case she was sounding dull, but really the wiccan Panda had done all the work during her one and only encounter with a spell. Caprica was keen to try again some time, despite the frightening results she thought had occurred.