“Oh, we can. Like anyone else. Want another strawberry?” He tossed one to her father as well, this time. “But it is true that the most powerful magicians try not to lie. Words can change the world, with enough intention—and power—behind them. If you’re not careful it’s all true. Of course that works for anyone, to some extent, not only magicians. I mean, look at him.”
They all collectively looked at Gareth, who’d folded his arms and was regarding his uncle with hurt, and compassion, and persistent love that would move mountains. Or magicians.
Hilda and her father looked back at Lorre.
Lorre gave them one of his best winsome smiles. “Can I try? With your permission, of course.”
She nodded.
Lorre held out a hand. Hilda set her ungloved fingers into it, tentatively.
Lorre gasped out lou
