"I'll get the Magister," Marcus offers. "You focus on the those other ones. Try not to flood the room or something."
"I can swim," Vanessa says. "I can probably keep her afloat until you get here."
Their faith in me is so touching. "I'm not going to flood the room, guys."
"Did you know you were going to set a paper on fire before you did it?" Marcus looks stern, but there's a slight twinkle in his eyes, and a little quirk to his smile, that tells me he's becoming more comfortable around me.
At least he's not trying to escape the general vicinity of magic, after being in the Fae Ward for a few days. He's getting used to its existence around him, though he admits that it feels itchy. Vanessa doesn't seem to have the same problem.
Selene, on the other hand…
I'm not sneezing, but all I can smell is refuse. She sounds sour in my head. There's an alley with garbage cans. I guess no one wants to ward their trash.
