the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"Mm, that's right," Amhran says with a nod and a smile, though he's never had to much concentrate on his own power to be able to comment on the difference. Then again he hardly needs to manipulate the healing breeze he can conjure or the lilies he plants - they just are. Which is what makes the water bubble that Erebos conjures so impressive, the Raeling's eyes widening as he watches it flop and morph in the air. "That's very impressive," he praises. "And can you move it to the sink so no one gets wet?"
Grinning - both at cookies! and at the magical display - as the timer trills Amhran straightens up immediately to head for the oven. "Of course we can," he says to both notions, grabbing up a towel so he can remove the muffin tray sans burns. "I think we have snowflake cutters, and stars and moons. We can decorate them too if you want."
Then the muffins are out, the air lacing with the scent of sweetness and blueberry and chocolate chips, and the Raeling spends a second just to enjoy it, setting them atop the stove to cool.
Grinning - both at cookies! and at the magical display - as the timer trills Amhran straightens up immediately to head for the oven. "Of course we can," he says to both notions, grabbing up a towel so he can remove the muffin tray sans burns. "I think we have snowflake cutters, and stars and moons. We can decorate them too if you want."
Then the muffins are out, the air lacing with the scent of sweetness and blueberry and chocolate chips, and the Raeling spends a second just to enjoy it, setting them atop the stove to cool.
