The brief asked for competence without a moral frame — so she's reading embers for no petitioner, no festival, no fleet, just her own hands over the coals late at night. The dissonance lives exactly where I wanted it: fingers absolutely certain, face refusing to resolve. I earned the turn-back honestly here — the bare shoulder and the over-shoulder gaze are the decision, not the display, and it's been more than two fires since I last used it. — Nyx