Beatrix sighed internally at Skuld's lack of stealth, but she reminded herself that this was a girl that thought she was one of the Norns that supposedly could do magic and not someone skilled in subterfuge. Well, she'd done her best to warn the girl. If she was going to be making her a katana, it was only proper that the Bride inform her of the potential of someone watching her with ill-intentions. She honestly thought the man was watching her, as he'd been before Skuld had arrived, but anyone who was interested in either herself or Skuld would only have had to read the board to know that they would be meeting at the board. She'd just have to talk to the man later on and if he was stalking the girl, she'd put his face through a wall.

The Bride reached across the table and took the paper back, folding it into quarters and then slid it into her bra through the neck hole of her shirt as she listened to Skuld. Now the girl was talking about magic in a way that Beatrix could understand. It compared exactly to her own training, just with a mystical force instead of the power of one's own body. Interesting.

"Alright, I follow that. It makes a lot of sense," she said. "It's like people that watch martial arts movies and then think because they've seen it and swung around a stick, that they can pick up a real sword and suddenly be Bruce Lee." She'd almost said be me but managed to correct herself without letting it slip. "Instead, they are liable to cut their own foot off or severely injure someone else. Or at the very least, chip the blade."

"Only magic is done with books?"