Hey, Pumpkin {SEASONAL EVENT}

There was a moment of silence after her question about the sugar, as he waited for Ashetta to piece it together. It didn’t take too long, and he flashed her another grin when she answered it for herself. Magic. He’d been with it for so long that he had almost forgotten what it was like to not have magic. Of course his power went through a bit of a rough patch in the first few weeks of being here, but it seemed to be getting more stable.       He raised one brow at the mention of his beard - or lack thereof - and touched his jaw. ”What?” He said, feigning offense at the comment she made. ”I didn’t look like me with a little facial hair?” In reality, it had managed to be a decent enough disguise to keep her off his trail in Northaven, so he couldn’t be too put off by her take on the look. Besides, it had been getting annoying anyway.       He glossed over the tattoo remark, however, not seeing a necessity to bring up the origins of the mark. He was glad she liked it, though... Not like it was going anywhere anytime soon!       ”You mean you can’t tell?” He mocked jokingly. He broke open three eggs over the pot and poured some flour into it for her to keep stirring. ”Pumpkin bread,” Kalt said with a smirk. Kalt I  am flesh and I am bone, i rise up, ting ting, like glitter and gold i've got fire in my soul