"Yeah." He smiles back over at her, and turns his hand over to grip hers, back. "And we both think Marc ought to learn some more magic, too, so he does kind of have to pay attention and get talked to a bit."

(I've got a few spells down!)

"I know, Marc, but only five or six. I've got twenty. And you're not bad at it, you just don't apply yourself."

Marc radiates a surly kind of discomfort at the rebuke, but doesn't comment further. It edges a little at the feeling he got when Steven pushed him about the bedroom in the Duat, so he decides maybe he'll let it lie.

"Anyway," Steven says, fumbling for the conversation again. "Anyway, she will get used to it, you're right. I wish we could tell more people, but Marc doesn't really feel like it's safe."