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Erika's eyes widened with something between surprise and interest as Talim began explaining herself. She listened intently as the other spoke, taking in all of the things she was being told. "...It sounds like you've done well for yourself, Talim." Erika mused aloud, unable to help but marvel at the idea of such a young looking woman saving the world--or the wind as it may be. "I don't believe getting your tonfas back will be a difficult task for me, so if you'd like we can try and fetch them as soon as we get out of here." she went on to offer, smiling slightly at Talim.

"I only wish I could be so open about who I am." Erika began apologetically. "But I can tell you this. My name is Erika Onzanem. I like to work with magical artifacts, not unlike the one you're describing." she continued, leaning in slightly. "I also... know something of wind magic." she went on, a gentle gust of unnatural wind passing the two on cue. "...Though I cannot say it has ever spoken to me."