As Frankie let out a wail of pain, Mozzie gave a scream and grappled tighter at the boy. "Does it hurt, does it hurt?" she asked, voice frantic with panic. What if he fainted? What if Jamie-Lee messed up the spell?

And then, so suddenly, his mood changed and he was casual and nonchalant. Mozzie groaned, sinking into a chair, not bothering to listen to him. Merlin, this was too weird.

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"Not much," Nolan revealed, nearly sheepishly. "Just talking to..." He glanced over at the red haired girl, brandishing a hand towards her. "I'm sorry... I don't know your name," he said, tossing his head gently, letting his dark hair fall into his eyes.