It was comforting to know she wasn't the only one colouring, and it made her smile a little wider. "A difficult age, that. Just on th'edge of still learnin and knowin everything. Or, at least, that's what I thought when I was that age. It wasn't until I'd grown a bit more I realised how little I did know. Harsh lesson, that," Brigid said in a voice that was almost stern, but she said it with a teasing wink.

"And I'd be happy t'give ye a demonstration anytime. I'm forever blathering about clay and wheel. Ye may end up bein sorry ye asked."