“Huh, oh, yeah.” He said snapping out of his small daze. She was still blue but she didn’t seem surprised by it or even react to it at all. He wondered if it was how all witches were. Did they have a particular color or was she just unique? He didn’t know but he wasn’t about to ask either. He looked around a frown on his face. “I think I may have left the book there. All that was pretty much left from it was the cover after she kicked up that windstorm.”<br/><br/>Relaxing against the wall his frown deepened. “I don’t believe that. The fact you helped me at all is a good point in your favor. You could have left me as I was and I would still be wandering without knowing anything but my name. You have been a tremendous help and I thank you for it.”