She grins and ducks her head in a 'thank you' gesture at the food.

"...go to people?"

"No. I don't want to talk with people. I spend too much time around them and it's usually awful."

Shrug. "Okay."

She samples a little of each item on the plate, then starts eating in earnest.

He sits down, smiling, and then starts wriggling again after a few seconds. "I want to keep talking so you know enough to teach magic but I don't know what things to say."

She grins fondly at him. "Need lots of words." You'll have to be patient.

He brightens. Oh, you do do osanwë! I'm very disorganized at it but you can tell me that way.

...uh? She cocks her head again.

"Osanwë?"

Osanwë is talking like this instead of aloud.

?????????????????

She stops and thinks.

Like this?

Yes!!! There are ways to do more specific things but no one's taught me. But you can talk this way even if you don't share a language, it sends concepts along with words so it's easier to pick up.

Huh. Okay.

There's three different problems with me teaching you my magic.

One is that it's dangerous to learn, and I only know one kind and the kind I know is especially dangerous. It's not that it hurts, it's that it can kill you. There are ways to make it safer but I'd want to know you better to be sure you'd do them.

The second is that knowing my magic will let you be dangerous to the people around you, so I need permission from them to teach you.

The third is that I don't know what the customs are about children here, and I want to check and make sure this is a decision you're ready to make for yourself - you seem to be very young to learn something like magic, it's usually only taught to older adults among my people.

Oh.

How is teleporting dangerous? It seems safe to me - all it does is take you places faster...

Learning my kind of magic at all is dangerous. The first several spells you cast will seem to work right for a while, and then they stop working right, and then if you don't break them before they break themselves you die. Usually people practice with spells that just do light, but I don't know how to do that - and if a teleportation spell stops working right it might teleport to someplace where you can't find it to break it.

Oh.

I don't want to die. Will you die if you don't break my pendant? He offers it to her.

No, the pendant is fine. She grins warmly. After a while the spells stop doing that, and I learned in a special way that made it so they never did that for me anyway. I can't teach it the way I learned it, though.

How did you learn it?

...I was with my tribe, she's suddenly very sad, and a crystal teleported into the air and fell on me, and when it touched me I got teleportation magic as my inspired gift, all at once.

And then they exiled me.

...that's so awful. That's so so awful. I'm so sorry.

Yeah, it was.

I want a hug. It's okay if you don't want to hug me, though.

I want to hug you. A lot. An awful lot.

Kobolds are good for hugging. She grins a little.

He hugs her. Kobolds are extremely cuddly. He is not sure why he's crying.

She shudders and leans into the hug, trying not to cling. You're a good kid, Fëanáro.

They're mean and shouldn't have done that.

She sighs, sadly. They were scared. People do all kinds of bad things when they're scared.