Caden
The gesture is appreciated if Caden's relaxing shoulders are any sign. Though his hands had never reached for his dagger, he can see how her eyes dart to it, and releases his magical hold on the item without letting it waver. It would be offensive in his eyes to show how much of a threat he had assumed her to be. "Ah, no, I'm the one who's sorry. Shouldn't have gotten so distracted." His smile is more of a grimace, embarrassed to have been so deep in his own head.
She takes him completely off guard with her forthright acknowledgment not only of their race but the demonstration of her own magic. Caden is certain he's gawping unattractively actually. "U-Uh," he manages to spit out first, and then silently pats the log next to him, hoping to use the extra time to get his scattered thoughts together. "We actually used to be called Acquired you know." His uncle had called them that more often than not, no matter how archaic the term. "But I think your magic is beautiful." It could almost be considered a come-on, but it's clear he means it in the same way as sunsets and other awe-inspiring natural elements. "You can use it in all sorts of ways; mimicking birds and prey for hunting, distracting enemies, entertaining kids..."
Realizing he's getting a bit off-topic, Caden clears his throat. "Sorry. I don't normally meet other magic users. Or...tell anyone I am." The confession burns his throat, but she had been honest first, so it was only fair to return the favor.
She takes him completely off guard with her forthright acknowledgment not only of their race but the demonstration of her own magic. Caden is certain he's gawping unattractively actually. "U-Uh," he manages to spit out first, and then silently pats the log next to him, hoping to use the extra time to get his scattered thoughts together. "We actually used to be called Acquired you know." His uncle had called them that more often than not, no matter how archaic the term. "But I think your magic is beautiful." It could almost be considered a come-on, but it's clear he means it in the same way as sunsets and other awe-inspiring natural elements. "You can use it in all sorts of ways; mimicking birds and prey for hunting, distracting enemies, entertaining kids..."
Realizing he's getting a bit off-topic, Caden clears his throat. "Sorry. I don't normally meet other magic users. Or...tell anyone I am." The confession burns his throat, but she had been honest first, so it was only fair to return the favor.
Though I know my heart will break
I'd still tell the surgeon to put it back in
I'd still tell the surgeon to put it back in
