"Cornelia?", Talia called, making the witch snap out of her thoughts. "Is everything OK?"
Talia saw Cornelia standing on the stairs and spacing out, so she got worried.
Cornelia looked at Talia, and she was about to say how it was not important, but then she remembered Talia's words that they were friends who help each other. Can Talia help her with this outfit-predicament? Cornelia was not sure, but there was no harm in telling Talia about it.
"I have nothing to wear for the party", Cornelia admitted.
Talia blinked at the witch. It was the first time for Talia to hear Cornelia speak in such a humble tone. Even when she was asking a favor to be Talia's assistant, there was a dose of haughtiness, yet now Cornelia appeared… vulnerable.
How can Talia ignore a friend in need? "I know just the person who can help!"
Cornelia's eyes widened. "You do?"
"Yes, yes. I'm heading there now. Follow me…"
