Katherine’s eyes widen in delighted surprise. Typhan, Master of Storms and Conductor of solar winds since (very nearly) the beginning of time wants to try some hot cocoa? Ombric’s special brew has been enhanced by Bunnymund’s incomparable Pookan chocolate, so Katherine has little doubt it is the finest hot chocolate in the world, but the girl marveles that a being of Typhan’s grandeur would come seeking a taste.
“Oh, certainly!” Katherine replies, already imagining the mug she will select, and wondering if she will need to consult North to measure the most Absolutely Perfect dollop of whipped cream. The girl grins, but there is a tiny hint of hesitancy– quiet fascination, more subdued than her bubbly mannerisms would suggest– as her gaze also follows the ant stumbling down the path at which Typhan had been staring.
{What does he see?}
She wonders. Oh, the stories she imagined he could tell, if only he would! She could illustrate the epics of the Golden Age, if only he would speak.
But! One does not ask about such things upon having just finished introductions.
Introductions! They haven’t even gotten that far! Composing herself, Katherine tilts her head with a polite nod of gratitude for his willingness to help.
“I’m grateful for your aid, Master Typhan,” she announces. “I’m Katherine, and it’s an absolute honor to make your acquaintance!”
Katherine manages a funny little curtsy, never having been properly trained for such things by an ancient wizard and a former Cossack bandit. “Kailash is my pet goose,” she explains. “She’s about fifteen feet tall, with snowy white feathers?… Hard to misplace, actually,” Katherine confesses. “But because she’s so large, she can fly miles away in only a few moments! I can’t see where she’s gone this time, being stuck on the ground without her.”
mortals always seem to carry that glint of fascination in their eyes, didn’t they ?? katherine seems to be no different. why, of course. she was a child, & the look in her eyes at his presence reminds him of the treacherous EMILY JANE. a quiet girl impressed by his magic. something he foolishly had mistaken for love. could they be the same ?? he’s only meet two of her age so far in his existence...
“ the honor is mine, miss. ”
he wasn’t one for socializing & he would take her hand & place a small kiss on it, but his powers were still not fully in control, & typhan doesn’t want to maim her by accident even if it’s a little. the thought makes him nervous. not only would pitch be after him, but the guardians as well !! let’s not add another person to his line. he had plenty already. not mention the overwhelming guilt he would feel afterwards if he didn’t heal her in time. the girl has been nothing but kind to him, so far.
“ i’m not sure i can take flight so easily... the creator of this planet and i are not in good terms at the moment...” he’s not sure how much she knows; sanderson could have said anything. “ will searching on foot suffice ?? that way, we’ll have plenty to talk about. i’m afraid i’m a little behind on recent events. ”
& maybe, just maybe she’ll get a small story out of him.
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