[Her nose wrinkles as the alluring flowery scent reaches her nostrils. It is, without any doubt a pleasant fragnance. However, Ysayle's current situation was the direct result of an encounter with a shady but nice smelling individual. There was no way she was going to trust another one of that sort so easily, especially after this impressive display of magic she was not familiar with.
no subject
She glares coldly at the magus.]
And who might you be?