
[ How strange…Green Oak, as this person had introduced himself as, had given Marl a strange look. Was there something wrong with magic? Did he not enjoy it? The boy ignored it, refusing to believe anyone would dislike it. ]
Yes, magic! [ Marl chirped happily. ] It’s super fun to see people use magic! I’ve watched a lot of amazing skilled people do lots and lots of beautiful tricks! [ He sighed, happily remembering the many events he had watched back home. ] Oh, how I wish to be as great as them! I believe I can — hopefully soon!
(…Great. Now I’ve got another nut job of a kid following me.)

{ If Green had been giving the boy a strange look before, he had no idea how to describe the look he was giving him now. }
…Kid—Marl. Magic isn’t real.


