Romola is clearly listening to Korrin, but there's a frown of consternation creasing her brow the more she goes on, and once she's finished speaking, the dwarf is silent for a time, not offering up a response. For a moment her jaw works, her thoughts rushing behind her eyes, like she's trying to hastily translate what she's just heard in order to conjure up the right response. The idiom seems to have thrown her.

Then she pulls on another quick smile; she looks earnest, sincere. "Never seen," she says, a little hesitatingly. She speaks with an accent that sounds like it could be Orlesian, but it's a bit strange. After a moment, as if recalling that Korrin had spoken about her shard, she looks down at it and self-consciously drops a hand to cover the glow.