Accepting the glass from Amy, she took a sip of her drink, humming in appreciation. It was delicious, tasty, and refreshing. Just the thing you needed in this heat.
Listening to Quen, she smiled softly, recalling the time when she was learning those spells, a few years back. It seemed like a lifetime ago, back when everything was okay and her brother wasn't in prison. But... don't go there, Amy, she warned herself. "That sounds interesting," she said, trying to keep her voice light as she banished her previous thoughts to the back of her mind. "Just be careful with all those spells."
Before answering, she took another gulp of her iced tea. "I've been good too. Busy with the shop, just the usual stuff."