The sugar runes scatter.
The lights flicker.
And the witch is holding -
"Yeah. I was kinda scared I'd lost him. Even went to libraries and things to look up whether that happened, daemons just leaving their humans."
"I don't think it does but sometimes they're gone for months, I've heard a couple years on the high end."
Nod. "I imagine people with fish or seals or whatever are justifiably worried that their daemon will swim off and get lost. Not a lot of landmarks in the water."
"Yeah. I'm happy with my falcon. Even if he was so unreasonably upset with me about something he agreed to."
They arrive at Denny's. Isabella displays her clan tattoo and the hostess looks it up in a booklet and gets them a booth and menus.
He grins. "Seems less annoying, then. No reason to use specific silly abbreviations that you specifically find dumb."
"If you like." She sips her tea. "I am so hungry, probably we should have broken for lunch sooner."
"Makes sense. One of the questions I want to ask once I'm proficient with it is how to make more."