Arden stood with Nyra just outside the shallow basin where she'd set up her training spot. The spellcloth shimmered faintly in his hand, light threads catching the ruin's glow.
"We'll find an artificer later," he said, turning it over once more before tying it around her forearm in a simple bow knot. "Something neat, stitched into a glove or sleeve maybe. Will help with channeling... and won't look like you tied a ribbon for a parade."
Nyra gave a small laugh. "I'll take the ribbon for now. Beats plain robes."
Arden nodded, brushing the knot once to make sure it held. "If it starts acting up, or pulls too much aether, let me know. I'll be deeper in the ruin."
She looked up briefly. "Got it."
Then he left, heading further inside without another word.
