"I have a charm too," he says conversationally, shrugging and veering away from the subject of just how much of a cheat the witch was.

What is it?

He taps his head. "Charmed mind." Hmm, how to explain 'mind'... Maybe she'll get it by the gesture alone.

What does it do?

"If I can remember something, I remember it right..." He contemplates how to demonstrate "remember", grabs a sheet of paper, writes a sequence of digits on it, hands it to her so he can't see it, recites them aloud - "I remember those numbers. I don't have to look at them to say them. I won't say them backwards or miss one or put in one that isn't there. And," he continues, "if someone tries to do magic to my mind instead of to my body, it doesn't work well, and I can think faster than a lot of people."

Jade grins at him. Good, she says happily.

"I like it," he agrees.

I like you.

"That's good," he laughs. "What else do you like?"

I like your feet.

He peers down at his booted feet. "Really. My feet."

Jade nods, beaming.

"Well, they aren't cursed, they are good in that way."

They are pretty.

"They're just feet."

Pretty feet.

He laughs. "If you say so."

She giggles silently and nods.