(Was gonna wait, but then I realized it makes more sense for everyone to not appear at the same time. Lol rip too used to RP phenomenons)
(Btw sorry for not telling you about this in advance, and yeah it's in the castle, unless they've moved)

Kiaane turns around halfway once they hear Ignas' voice, revealing that not only do they have a lot more yarn, some of said strings they are "holding" by having it threaded behind their ears. It kinda looks like a weird, dangling beard. And no, this is not intentional. They're honestly a few steps away from being tangled in their own contraption.
Upon further inspection, there is actually a (quite small) ladder nearby. Looks homemade from the looks of it, and probably not store bought, seeing how it does not constitute anywhere near elegant. Anyways, it's propped up against the wall, a little lonely and without companionship at the moment.
For whatever reason, Kiaane chose to contain the strings in a bucket instead of some more conventional method, and now it's that bucket that they're holding in Ignas' direction, as if that explains anything. It kinda does, though. The answer is: They're putting up strings. Wow.
Contrary to Ignas, Kiaane is actually not wearing their usual sort of clothing. Other than an accessory wrapped around their neck and shoulders, very alike a scarf but probably too thin to be one, there's really no hint that they belong to a mercenary/mage guild. (Well, maybe there's one exception. There's something small bundled together that's either measuring tape or their urumi near their hip. It's actually surprisingly hard to tell.) In fact, their outfit actually looks surprisingly comfortable, or at least in more normal standards, with a long-sleeved shirt rolled up and pinned to lessen the sleeve lengths, nicely fitting legwear tucked into equally nice boots, and what seems to be a layer meant to keep the tuck in under the knee. It's not armor, which is perhaps surprising.
Oh, by the way, they're blocking the way to the kitchen.

"Doing so first." They raise their hands a little, as if to stress the strings, before adding: "Then, the bulbs."
Said "bulbs" are nowhere in sight, but that does clear things up, somewhat...not really.

"Don't have any yet." They take some time to hang the bucket on their right arm, balancing it somewhat, as they try to use their left hand to demonstrate to Ignas. Of course, because they aren't exactly facing completely towards him yet, they're just making it harder for themselves.
A bit of (gray) flame sprouts out from their palm. Miraculously, they somehow don't burn themselves or any of the string on them in the process. This will probably be a one-time thing for the day. But it doesn't look like what they're looking for. They mutter, "Not it," and the flame shrinks back.
They stop for a while, seemingly thinking on what actually is "it."

"They have a kind of flame within them, as if a small torch," Kiaane describes in a way that is still vague but is also surprisingly poetic for someone like them. They still seem to be contemplating making an example instead of describing it, but they add, "They are surrounded by transparent or translucent material."
R.I.P. to the second question, which they definitely forgot to answer. Ignas needs to learn from his dad.

"Very small, with no cover." They add, "Like a nut, with a shell."

They shake their head slightly. At least they don't seem to be frustrated from their lack of ability to express things in one go. "Too big. It's not paper. That would burn..."

"..." They can't really seem to muster up other words to adequately explain it. Having reached the same conclusion, they nod a little to themselves (making a bit of string fall off their shoulder) and turn to face him a bit more directly. Not to say that they're looking into his eyes, though. They are definitely not doing that. But they do lift their poise a little bit and say, "Kiaane can illustrate."
Uh, it's hard to tell, but they're asking for permission, basically.

Ignas notices Martin but overall ignores his arrival.

"Well, go ahead." Ignas says.
 

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((Noo what are you talking about I don't see anything wrong))

(You came too late. Should've come in when the post was totally not wrong and made that post)

"Oh, a light." Ignas says, "Uh, I don't know if strings will help out with hanging that stuff up."

"Well, usually there must be... a path. For energy to travel through for lights to well, light up." Ignas says, "String isn't the best for that stuff."

"Uhm..." Ignas scratches his head, "Ok. I wouldn't think a draft is needed, but yeah. Sure."

"Well, usually when you hang up lights... you know what, it's fine, nevermind. You do you Kianne."