”Perhaps ye suffer obliviousness as foretold by the forgotten magic ye weave.” Lumikki chimed in rather playfully though budding her words like a sharp jab. ”Oh my, not a human? Does that mean our cook really is a Demon like the apron implies? Kukuku, or perhaps yer a forest spirit the forgot their originals, ergo the name of yer magic once more.” The first utter was the truth of the matter, though it wasn’t her place to say. Still it was a funny thing to tease and so she laid her words with giddy sarcasm; but the second hint to his nature was tempting fabrication, one that could pose true should the factors let it. Weaving truth and lie made for more entertaining cryptic words than plain riddles could.
”I’d second that assessment. I wouldn’t imagine ye the sort, but then again I have a gasp on the brazen newer member of Dawn we’ve had. Regardless of yer past though, things like that somewhat fade with time and I only really care about the ye I know now. Sadly…hardly a trouble maker,” Lumikki broke into a tooth grin as her gaze fell upon him. Imagining a more chaotic Ittindi amused her. ”But ye still make lovely company all the same. Ouff but boy did ye ask the question lad…” She’d sigh as she watched Saturn light up before them. Ittindi’s question brought him a second wind of life.
”It’s best to start the torture early, pup. Why don’t ye play something for us now?” Lumikki chimed before leaning back and gulping the bulk of her new strawberry soda. It was one of the few burns she’s come to love.