Amelia's too absorbed in the sensation of her fingers feeling like they extend further and react better to do more than jump when Felix's voice sounds so close to her ear. She exhales a surprised breath and grips at the fabric of her dress over her chest, her fingers lingering a bit longer than necessary as she notices how different this feels than it has in the past.

"Someone rather fetching got them for me," she jokes. A smirk tugs at her lips as she turns and holds out her hands in front of her. "There's something... different about these gloves. I don't know what it is though." A beat as she turns her hands over a few times and then looks back up at Felix. "Magic of some sort?" It's not the same kind of magic her tailor uses to make clothes, but there is something more to them than what she can see with her eyes.