[She'd understand that, but surely there ought to be someone Zelda could trust with those doubts. Still- perhaps it's not the time.

K'pandolu's ear flicks once, but that might simply be to Zelda's next statement, in any case.]

Of course! I should say that constitutes much of my work as a goldsmith. [besides, smelting the metal, and if the Thaumaturge's Guild have a sudden need for staves…] Did you have some reason for asking that? [she tilts her head, ears up, smiling.]