"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?"
"Ahh, I can understand why. There weren't any magic kids my age that I knew except for my brother, and he doesn't really count because he's my brother. I am eternally stuck with him," says Zeviana, amused. "Good on witches for timing them like that."
"Not everybody does it. There's, let's see - of witches regularly around as opposed to living in South America or what have you, one has a six year old, one has a baby. The most recent batch is sixteen now, past when they'd be taking group lessons. Ranata jumped the gun with hers, couldn't wait I suppose."
Zeviana snickers. "Suppose so! Kids are cute, not sure I'd ever want to have any, though. Imagining Ranata excited to have a kid is extremely adorable."
"Oh?" she asks, then she puts two and two together for the word choice of 'once.' "Oh. I'm uh - sorry. If you don't want to talk about it I won't get offended or anything."
"Eh. I don't think it's weird. I'll live to be like five-hundred, too, kinda made peace with that. Just didn't expect the shoe to be on the other foot. Now that it is, I'm fine with it."
"Happy birthday!" says Zeviana. "I think I already told you my age. I already told you my age, right? It's twenty-one."
Kiss? Just a little one, they're probably not both up for another round. Yet.
"And! I might become an honorary member of the clan. So I could potentially be around here a lot."
"Well if it keeps being this awesome, most of the time! But I like going places, too. Just traveling to see things."
"Yeah! Ranata will actually probably become a travel-buddy for it. Obviously, you're invited to come whenever." Kiss!
"I think we had plans to go to - I actually forget what it's called. A place. But I am taking suggestions anyway!"