"Laura Peters, the spirit of youth has bonded with you. Each roll of the die shall return more of what you have lost." Laura looked down to see that one of the die had changed colors. While both dice were still clear, one had a silver glimmer while the other was more gold.
Anna looked at the dice curiously. "So one is for you and one for me."
Laura carefully pulled her hand away from the petite woman and tried very hard not to drop the dice. She thought that the die with the gold glimmer was hers, so that made the silver Anna's.
"This is not too bad." Laura thought outloud. "I have at least three rolls of six and you have at least five in worst case. We just have to be careful about rolling them until we get to the Magic Shop. "
"So I can roll the die." Anna looked eager.
"Carefully. I don't want to have to babysit you."