Keeping close, I follow Simon to the edge of the rink, a little disappointed to have to let go though I know it has to happen sometime. It's easy not to dwell on that at all though as he answers my question, my eyes growing wider and wider with every word.
"Oh my gosh," I breathe. "That's... honestly, that sounds terrifying. I can't imagine destroying a whole building with a nightmare or, or... melting a wall. You really are powerful, aren't you?"
Thing is, if I'd met Simon back home, back at Samwell, I'd probably just think he's crazy with all this stuff. But after being in Darrow for months now and meeting ghosts and werewolves and Harry Potter, not to mention actually seeing a little bit of what he can do, I know he's telling the truth. And it's... goodness, it's impressive. All I can do is bake a few pies and land a really nice double Salchow.
"I'm glad there's a shield! I can't imagine just accidentally incinerating people. Oh! I wonder if this means you could heat up a pie just by touching it!"
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"Oh my gosh," I breathe. "That's... honestly, that sounds terrifying. I can't imagine destroying a whole building with a nightmare or, or... melting a wall. You really are powerful, aren't you?"
Thing is, if I'd met Simon back home, back at Samwell, I'd probably just think he's crazy with all this stuff. But after being in Darrow for months now and meeting ghosts and werewolves and Harry Potter, not to mention actually seeing a little bit of what he can do, I know he's telling the truth. And it's... goodness, it's impressive. All I can do is bake a few pies and land a really nice double Salchow.
"I'm glad there's a shield! I can't imagine just accidentally incinerating people. Oh! I wonder if this means you could heat up a pie just by touching it!"