--- Kat ---
Kat and Lily waited for Thyme to continue. Both swearing they could hear the non-existent creaking the pole Thyme was hanging from should have been letting out. As the silence stretched on and it became clear that Thyme was just going to wait. Lily rolled her eyes and asked, "So what's with the three from today?"
"Right. Sorry, I got distracted," said Thyme. Nobody believed them and Kat tried to ignore the twitching of her eyebrow. "So, the easiest to explain are the flying machines. I worked on them with Oditr and an enchanter friend of mine who has asked to remain unnamed…"
*You think it's that weird elf Marigold and March met, or that family at least?*
[That's a shockingly good idea. I hadn't even considered it but… now that you've brought it up it feels very correct. It might be the oldest of the family, or at least the most reclusive… though I'm wondering. Are they clones?]
