Hey, Pumpkin {SEASONAL EVENT}

The man remained where he stood, a small smile on his face as he watched her reaction to the instrument. Ashetta seemed almost frozen at first, but he didn’t make any motion to spur her on, allowing her to take the step on her own.       A quick huff of a laugh escaped through his nose, as his arms folded over his chest. ”I did,” he said to the acknowledgement of his statement. He grinned, remaining beside his creation. Kalt’s eyes, however, remained on Ashe, her every movement, her every subtle expression which always was able to tell him more of what she was thinking than her words did. His gaze flicked to where she avoided touching the keys.       When she said how long it had been since she had played, he nodded his head slowly and approached her, his hand moving down her arm as he walked behind her, his arm pulling her into him for just a moment. ”I could get my guitar and make it like old times.” He grinned, pulling her hair behind her ear. ”You don’t have to play now. Just have the option now. And now,” he took her hand with the prosthetic, ”the ability.”       He stepped away then, watching back towards the kitchen. He stuck a thin skewer into the bread and it came out, telling Kalt that it wasn’t ready. Well, that would change. Patience when it came to menial tasks wasn’t exactly a strong suit for the assassin, which certainly made his magic handy. He made the bread finish cooking to perfection with the flick of his hand, then drew the dish off of the fire.       Kalt brought out a knife and stuck his head out of the kitchen. ”Theea!” He called, walking back into the kitchen. ”You can come too, Ashe. Food’s done.” He easily sliced through the bread in exact proportions. Kalt I  am flesh and I am bone, i rise up, ting ting, like glitter and gold i've got fire in my soul