He noted the sudden swell of confidence in her now found ability – unable to stop himself from being reminded of a child that had just finally succeeded in riding a horse they were previously scared of, or climbing a tree to retrieve an apple previously out of reach but that due to some amount of daring on their part they had finally succeeded in reaching. Magic was something that to him was a natural part of the every day world around him, and so he couldn’t fully being to comprehend just how big a deal gaining access to such a thing could be to the mortal girl – although, from the way she moved beside him and smiled so warmly, he assumed it was significant.<br/><br/>‘Oh I don’t doubt your abilities – I’m just naturally paranoid about such things I guess, especially in current times…’ he hoped his smile was a reassurance of this – and he added to it by letting his hand reach over to rest upon hers as she squeezed his arm, the limb underneath her grasp solid and muscular although more of a ropey athletic build, perhaps as one might expect to find upon a runner.<br/><br/>Parne’s eyes raised to the heavens above them as the light dusting of tiny white flowers appeared seemingly from no-where. At first he thought perhaps it had begun to snow – while the weather was not quite right for it, with the Ancients slumber stirred so he knew that weather conditions would eventually begin to deteriorate and become as unpredictable as no doubt everything else they were liable to encounter upon their travels. Letting his hand leave her arm for a moment he reached out, palm up in front of him to allow several of the small flowers to settle in the soft skin of his hand – raising them to his eyes to peer at them before offering them to the girl by his side.<br/><br/>‘There are some, yes. Although you should be wary that looks can be deceiving – there are several types that aren’t as nice as they look…’ In a way, he could almost have been trying to warn her about himself with that statement, a thought that crossed his mind as he let his eyes wander around their surroundings diligently as they continued to tread the newly formed path. ‘And as for wings myself… No, I am sorry to disappoint you, but my kind doesn’t tend to come with wings…’ he chuckled at this – it was almost as if he was with a curious child, answering silly little questions that anyone else would know better to ask. Still, he didn’t think bad of her for it – after all, there was much about her own kind he did not fully understand in turn.<br/><br/>Parne for his part was very much aware of a feeling of being watched, and so it came as little surprise to him when an almost shrill voice eventually called out towards them. ‘I’m not quite sure which of us you are referring to, but I’m quite sure neither of us likes to address thin air… Come forward, and then we may answer your question.’ His voice was calm, as was his face – although she might feel the muscles underneath her hand tense some as his eyes studied the immediate area around them methodically.