But the idea that there was magic inside of him? Even the possibility was as exciting as it was terrifying. He finds it hard to believe the gods would take such interest in him before he stepped foot into the world to give him something as both cursed and incredible as magic that Loren was obviously gifted with.
"I dunno. I can shift but I know that ain't the same." Loren's hand falls from his grasp, face already falling at the dawning realization that something was so out of his reach. "'m only a mouse so it ain't as exciting as one of your firebirds."
"Uh, sir?" Granger caught himself, clearing his throat. "Loren? Even if I can't learn, s'okay if I can't, will you come by to show me again sometime? I hang out here uh, a lot." He wasn't about to admit that he made his home in a hole nearby but if there was even a chance he could see such airborn warmth during Deepfrost, he had to at least ask.
