"Huh? Oh, yeah, here." He handed the salt cellar over from where he'd been hogging it near the stove while he was on his way to the vegetables. Alys listened sympathetically to his fears and Tal found it reassuringly easy to talk to her about his worries for the new apprentice. Jude was a sweet kid... but those were two things that Tal didn't have the best track record of dealing with. Still, only time would tell how it would go, and nothing either the courier or the seer could do would make it go faster.
He turned the conversation back on her, always fascinated by the practice of magic and those who had access to it as an integral part of themselves. At her own admission he wrinkled his nose in sympathy and gave a slow nod. "Yeah, sounds like it. Though if y'wanted t'just get some practice in, maybe I could give you a hand?" He shrugged sheepishly as he arranged the cucumbers and tomatoes on the cutting board and then stepped back to retrieve his dagger. With a look of concentration, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth, he began to slice them from a distance with the weapon's magic. "Safrin gave my Goggles a li'l extra sparkle recently. Y'can always try an' fool me, like y'did with your footprints durin' the snowball fight." He flashed her a quick grin before focusing on the salad prep again. The slices were a little on the thick side, but remarkably clean. " What d'you want t'do with 'em? Make 'em bigger? Or go farther?"
He turned the conversation back on her, always fascinated by the practice of magic and those who had access to it as an integral part of themselves. At her own admission he wrinkled his nose in sympathy and gave a slow nod. "Yeah, sounds like it. Though if y'wanted t'just get some practice in, maybe I could give you a hand?" He shrugged sheepishly as he arranged the cucumbers and tomatoes on the cutting board and then stepped back to retrieve his dagger. With a look of concentration, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth, he began to slice them from a distance with the weapon's magic. "Safrin gave my Goggles a li'l extra sparkle recently. Y'can always try an' fool me, like y'did with your footprints durin' the snowball fight." He flashed her a quick grin before focusing on the salad prep again. The slices were a little on the thick side, but remarkably clean. " What d'you want t'do with 'em? Make 'em bigger? Or go farther?"
