Jaenelle curtsies in reply but it's broken up by a soft, silvery laugh. It's absurd to curtsy to someone she considered more or less an equal. "It's the jewel I wear - it helps me focus my magic. It's difficult to explain to someone who isn't from where I'm from but...there's levels of power. The black is the strongest jewel one can wear."

Jaenelle shrugs a bit. "It's different here. The Nexus doesn't seem to be the same as my world and the magic doesn't work the same."