Cool guys don't look at explosions, even if they're imaginary
Edmund giggles at the affection, making a note to mimic more of the weird sounding words. If it made his mummy this happy? He had to do it. He listens intently, brow pinched with confusion as his mummy speaks of 'balance'. "So...they take turns being the strongest? Does that make them friends?" You could only place nicely with friends after all.
He's about to ask if that makes fire the strongest when Aidon sends up his flame. The sight of the fire however takes all of Edmund's focus. Something in the child warms, tingles and pulses at the sight. It's the prettiest thing he's ever seen. "Feu?" He mimics breathlessly, wide eyes on Aidon. "Can I do that too? Feu is so pretty."
He's about to ask if that makes fire the strongest when Aidon sends up his flame. The sight of the fire however takes all of Edmund's focus. Something in the child warms, tingles and pulses at the sight. It's the prettiest thing he's ever seen. "Feu?" He mimics breathlessly, wide eyes on Aidon. "Can I do that too? Feu is so pretty."
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