 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Brandon blinked. He'd asked the exact same question. Only... he apparently hadn't. How'd you get it so that your hair is wet but your clothes are dry? was different than How'd you get dry? He decided, after a second or two, that the girl wasn't trying to get out of the question, and must just be very literal. He'd be more specific with his questions, then. "Pleased to meet you, Mitsuki Rasting," he said politely, taking the jar of worms without question. He'd held things for people before. It was normal for him to hold other people's things. It didn't matter that it was a jar of worms.
Brandon hesitated at the idea of her making him tea. She seemed very genuine. He was suspicious by nurture. "I like warm tea."
"Why would you go through the trouble of making it for me?" The charm wasn't so hard that he'd never get it? She wasn't going to hold this favor over his head? There was no catch? He found himself wanting to... he found himself trusting her. But he was still confused as to why she'd even bother making him a nice cup of tea. But he liked tea. He didn't want to change her mind about the tea. Maybe he shouldn't ask questions.
"I wouldn't say no to warm tea if I get the spell right." He was cold. He waited for her to get out her wand. |