"Every little bit counts." It might have sounded strange for someone who appeared to have everything, but it was true. Despite what she could acquire at her fingertips if she so wished, it was the little easily missed details that made things swing one way or another.
"And everyone can learn," Seloria encouraged. "You should see the dreadful rhythm most of my children had when they started." She'd put them in a benefit gala and they were beautiful and perfect. Well, as close to perfect as children could get in the time she'd spent with them. She pulled a small card out of somewhere on her dress. It didn't look like it had any pockets, but there it was. "If you ever change your mind. About any of it," she said giving the card to her. "If you would excuse me. It is time for their math lessons," she said with a sigh. "I do hate numbers."