"Witches all have two names," it occurs to Ranata to say. "We mostly use the first, unless we're being formal or distinguishing between two with the same first name, and then it's both. Ranata Ekamma; Isabella Amariah. Like that. What's your full name?"
"'Cause we invited some magical guys over from another plane for tea and crumpets and they proceeded to wreck the place. We ditched rather than punching them out. I was against it, but Adarin was out of commission and I didn't want those bastards to get at him while he was out. So I went, too."
"Adarin kind of doesn't like to talk about it. I don't care, it was a thing that happened and another reason for me to hate them. I've got lots."
"Because those people are stupid and greedy bastards. They wanted magic. Oh boy did they get it."
"Which part? Wanting magic's pretty obvious, but getting it - eh. Pretty straightforward. They were used to being the top dogs, with only other mages to deal with. Not so much, in this case, and they got conquered rather than doing the conquering."
"You realize I'm missing a lot of context here? I don't understand half what you're getting at."
"Oh, right, sorry. Uh, basically - mages are a bunch of conquerors, and have been like that for a while. I guess it didn't go that way with witches, but with us - like you hand them power and they're like, 'Let's go oppress some peasants, that sounds like a great idea!' So they did that, except our magic dwindles over generations. So they're constantly afraid of losing it. Thus - trying to find more options for it. Personally I don't give a damn about any of that crap, and neither does my brother, but they do."
"It didn't go that way with witches," confirms Ranata. "We don't have the - dwindling problem, and while there are places in our history where mortals have come off the worse for knowing us, this is mostly an individual matter, not larger populations."
"Ours did large populations. I dunno why. I mean there are specific individuals that suffered too because they caught someone's eye, but large-scale was a thing they did a lot."
"I mean my brother's got some theories but honestly I don't care as much. It's a thing they do, and they should stop."
Zevi smiles a little. "I like you. You're pretty cool. I might just blanket that towards all witches and maybe be like, 'I should have been this, I would be way happier' or something."
"Well, if you were, your brother wouldn't have any magic, which he seems pretty attached to, but perhaps you'll get the best of both worlds. So to speak."
"Yeah, him not having magic would suck. He likes it a lot. So I guess this works out alright, I'm glad he's happy. Best of both worlds would be great, though!"
"I'm not quite sure how to do that, but I guess I can try. How do I make a good impression? Adarin's not here to give me cheat sheets on people, so you get to stand in for him."
"Well - she's a queen. So, be respectful, and polite. She won't like it if there are secrets kept from her, either. And if her daemon is present at the time your Lecasryn should talk to him."
"I'll try," sighs the hawk.
"Her daemon might be somewhere else. If you're going to pass for a witch and hold up to any scrutiny you'll need to separate."