[No worries!]
The young alchemist twitched, almost flinched, and shot him a strangely wary look. Then she seemed to catch herself, sighed, and reached up to rake a hand through her hair, inadvertently turning it into even more of a tousled mess.
"Well...to my understanding, it is...not an easy process. And usually involves positively mad amounts of magical power and, if you're lucky, a bit of dragon ancestry." She huffed another breath and frowned down at her hands. "Or, if you're attempting to succeed in the one area where your absolute savant of a mother failed, it involves attempting to perfect an alchemical solution meant to imbue the human body with the power of a dragon." She dragged a hand down her face and looked away again, frowning. "And then it goes horribly, horribly wrong."