Moonspear be devout to hunger, child

"Or a gift - depends, how you use it," Wraen mused. "You never really know, when being charming and handsome can become handy." She couldn't be the two things togehter even if she tried very hard. Pretty, ma-a-a-ybe, but charming? Weird and silly was a more likely choice. 

"Oh, no," she pretended to be afraid, when the young man continued their conversation with a mischievous "hmmm". It was easy for her to imagine that there were wheels turning in his head now, sorting out every possible use of the new-found superpower. "Should I be afraid?" she asked, tilting her head to the side, and smiling.