[Wanda watches as Madame de Cedoux unpacks what she's brought with her, eyes immediately drawn to the teapot and set of two cups. Her eyes widen as what looks like runes suddenly seem to emerge from the design of the teapot and the other woman presses her hand to it, both the apparent sigil and Madame de Cedoux's eyes glowing blue as steam starts to emerge from the pot.]

You're a witch? Or mage, I suppose, is what magic users are called here.

[Wanda finds herself even more captivated by this woman, in awe of her, even. She seems to hold herself with such poise and grace; her use of magic, elegant.

She listens as she explains her own arrival to Thedas, which catches Wanda off guard again because she initially assumed her to be native, with the way she dresses and holds herself. She finds herself even more thoroughly impressed.]

That sounds like a practical way to acclimate, trading favors for others. Are those in Riftwatch like that as well, willing to trade?

[When she offers the measuring tape, Wanda accepts it gratefully, nodding.]

I would appreciate that very much, thank you. I know I...stand out as is now.

[Wanda gestures to herself, to her Scarlet Witch outfit, and how very obvious said outfit makes it that Wanda isn't a native here.]