She is no stranger to the unsheathing of a blade, no matter who it comes from. Her mother has raised her to be brave-hearted, insisted that she must be to survive what this world may throw at her, yet she does not feel a single note of genuine threat. He is the first vampire she has encountered, and though the two have forever been touted as mortal enemies from when they drew their first breath, she feels entirely at ease around him. Anne wonders, idly, if she is a little too trusting, though it is part of the territory of her work.
Never turn down those in need, and never offer an ear that is deaf. He moves closer, and Anne shifts so there is room for him to sit again. It is a beautifully carved blade, and not a style she has ever seen in person, nor read in the heavy tomes that kept a too-eager mind at ease when it wanted to see the world. A hand lift and a finger brushes against the flat edge of the blade. "It's beautiful. I have never seen a thing like it." She does not move to disguise the childlike fascination in her eyes, nor the almost gormless part of her mouth. "I feel as though we have lost plenty of importance to time, where so many are keen to move into the new ages."
It is nothing simple, either, for she can think of endless speculations she has heard or read about in her twenty-something namedays, and recounts the crossness of a far younger Anne who had, ultimately, decided that people were foolish for not writing down their every thought. Especially when there were quills by the armful, tucked in the crevices and crannies of all sorts of places!
A part of her still clings hopefully to that bitterness, as though it would offer up something that might slake her curiosity. To this day, nothing ever really has.
"By the Eight, if they inherited my wanderlust, I have little doubt I will be spending many evenings eagerly and anxiously awaiting their returns. I have seen it before in the mothers of adventurers who have left to seek their fortune and scarcely offer them the consideration of a note or letter."