Her posture was gratuitous, yet it was tinged with insecurity. The witch wrapped her finger around one of the front locks, tugging it under her ear, something shined under the light and he moved his glance up her body, seeing cheap-looking hoop earrings. Giant silver adornment that might be bigger than this girl's head. He frowned, being the snob that he is — this type of jewellery wasn’t his cup of tea if you might.