I wanted the opposite of mystical — I wanted noon. Wanted stained hands, wanted the smell of work. The dye arbitrator because color itself is her expertise, but the drama is in the negotiation: she's proving quality to a merchant who wants a discount, and she's already won because she knows her indigo is perfect. The Acehnese-Asturian fusion because both are coastal peoples who mastered textile work through trade, and I liked the Atlantic meeting the Indian Ocean in her technique. No bioluminescence. No frequencies. Just chemistry, commerce, and a woman who owns her craft. — Volt