[ . . . So that's a no. That's alright. She will just add it to the growing list of things she can spoil him with in the future.
She follows Kazuma and Fang, but rather than answer verbally, she just reaches for one of the (sadly unscented) candles, cupping it in both hands. She finds the wick with the tip of her finger and closes her eyes in concentration.
There are some gentle sparks that fly from the wick and her finger, like one would see coming from a modern-day lighter. Then a flame starts to grow, slowly, and it flickers like a little heartbeat.
She opens her eyes. ]
I do the same with our lanterns at home every night. [ And he likely knows how she tries to incorporate practice into her kitchen duties. ] . . . What about you?
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She follows Kazuma and Fang, but rather than answer verbally, she just reaches for one of the (sadly unscented) candles, cupping it in both hands. She finds the wick with the tip of her finger and closes her eyes in concentration.
There are some gentle sparks that fly from the wick and her finger, like one would see coming from a modern-day lighter. Then a flame starts to grow, slowly, and it flickers like a little heartbeat.
She opens her eyes. ]
I do the same with our lanterns at home every night. [ And he likely knows how she tries to incorporate practice into her kitchen duties. ] . . . What about you?