"The amount of focus it takes to close the rifts, it must take much more to do something else with them." Or maybe it becomes second nature. There are things Araceli only thinks about now when she has to teach them that she just does without paying any real attention to in the moment. How to time a jump, how to stop herself from going tense when she falls or jumps from a great height, reading someone's tells at the table and how you work it out away from it. Maybe the marks become just as natural. (But would she ever want that, she doesn't know.) "It would have been useful at the Winter Palace, Korrin and I running around with a group of nobles, Red Templars on patrol and next to nothing for us to use of any value. A corset is tight, I had to learn how to run and duel in it because that's the Castilean way and it helped here but even guards checking guests have a sense of propriety. The cleavage is off limits."

In return, please imagine the amount of cleavage Araceli gets in a corset. It's a deadly weapon.

"Should Korrin be worried?" Araceli's only teasing. And it's a suggestive gesture, she just likes to pretend she's not always aware of more or less everything that she's doing all the time. "Plenty of things come from being the daughter of a pirate and a whore after all."