When Cassandra said the word alchemy, Lilia's eyes narrowed. It brought to mind a memory she had not thought of in a long time, whispers her parents had made, after a trip to the city. Something about an alchemist who made all manner of helpful creatures, but something about him had rubbed her mother the wrong way. The memory in and of itself did not give Lilia much to cling to. For the life of her, she could not remember the alchemist's name or really much about him, just that he had given her mother a bad feeling.<br/><br/>"The blackwood coven is to the south." She stated. "I've met a few girls from there, I don't think it will be too much trouble to find their mothers." Her eyes fell on Cassandra then, who was clearly filled with worry, and Lilia wondered if there was a way to calm her fears. The future was uncertain, no matter what path they took, but she could see that the woman feared the thing that took her husband would also kill her son. Simon was more than just a creature of the alchemist, though, Lilia was certain of that. He was much more human than any creature she had come across in her travels, and the magic he mentioned....Her eyes widened and she realized something she was not sure she should share, for fear it would only make Cassandra's fears grow.<br/><br/>If the creature had killed Harris, there was likely blood involved. Blood magic was a tricky but powerful thing. Her eyes shifted to the man in front of her, memories of their childhood together fluttered through her brain. She dared not say her theory out loud, but it was possible Simon was the son of more than one kind of magic.<br/><br/>Instead, she forced her face neutral and reached for Cassandra's hand. "I will keep him safe. Harris did not know he would be pursued, we will be more careful." She said, lifting her eyes back to Simon. Lilia was tired from her travels already, but she got the sense that remaining here would only prolong Cassandra's suffering. Her eyes lifted to the hat and she wondered if she could tweak the magic already inside of it, enough to mask what Simon needed to look a bit more normal.<br/><br/>"I have powder in my luggage, we could mask the colors of your skin with it, or just note it as a peculiar birthmark." Lilia shrugged her shoulders and stood up, moving to stand behind Simon. "Tell me if there is any pain, even a tingle, I'll stop." She held her hands out to either side of his head and closed her eyes. Lilia focused on the hat she had made and the mask it was intended to make for Simon. It was meant to be a bit like glasses, something that changed the look of his face to others, but only enhanced his own sight. She focused, weaving the magical energy to try and make it compliment the energy that came off of Simon. If this worked, he might look normal enough that they could travel without trouble...