Amaya's head ducked a little in concession to that obviously. "Probably would have been a bit awkward," she noted, "if you weren't. And I'm Amaya. Also obviously, and I'm, maybe quite a bit less obviously," especially now that she was wearing normal clothing, "the local blacksmith. What's it you do around here, Jane?"

And was it something she could rustle up some business out of?

"You one of the new teachers?"

That always seemed a fair guess, this time of year.