Neveah watched Roman struggle to put in order the mess he had created, but he simply did not have the strength to lift up such large logs.
The young lad grunted in frustration before he lifted a pleading look to Neveah.
"What?" Neveah asked with a raised brow, still keeping track of Lydia.
From the sounds Neveah heard in the kitchen, Lydia had not taken notice of the trouble Roman had stirred, however it would not be long before she did notice it.
"Uhmm... can you help me lift them up? The logs are too heavy... please?" Roman asked hopefully.
Neveah rolled her eyes at the young lad, walking over to him, she lightly flicked his forehead.
"There are things you should do with your hands Ro, magic is not a toy." Neveah chided, though her lips twitched slightly.
"Hey!" Roman exclaimed, lifting a hand up to rub his forehead while his lips were pouted.
