Her smirk grew to a grin at the sound of Bianca's boots, nearly a laugh, but she restrained herself from this. Instead she straightened and nodded in an approving fashion, for comfortable shoes were very important and Bianca would have been a fool to think otherwise. Hild did not make friends with fools.

She tilted her head with a questioning look, her chestnut hair falling back off her shoulder, and tapped at her own earring, wondering if Bianca liked jewelry very much.

It might make a good gift, one day.