Korrin smiles weakly at that preference, approving. "A woman after my own heart. Explosions are fun." That and zapping things. Korrin's magic isn't subtle, by any stretch. The noise and dramatics of elemental spells are hard to resist, at least for her.

She sighs at the latter news, not especially hopeful to begin with but still eager for some release. "Vashedan. I'll just power through it, then. But thanks for trying, and whatever you can do." She's not ungrateful, just weary of all this.