Sina smiles helplessly, shaking her head with a sympathetic look, though she's given pause when she remembers something.
"...Isen once shot an arrow up Fen'Harel's nose," she says in a near whisper, "...a statue, of course. Isen and Nari and I-- well, they got in trouble themselves, but the Keeper was displeased with me for being there." She continues smiling, even it becomes more bashful, and a little uncertain. "...no...rapping on knuckles, though I suppose it wasn't too dissimilar?"
She has a strange look on her face, as though resurfacing a memory that hasn't been worth bringing back in years. "She clasped my hand and warmed her own until it was burning hot, and I couldn't pull away till she let me." She tilts her head, then shakes it. "...it only happened once or twice. I never disobeyed her intentionally."