This other guy sidles up beside him and stares down at the cupcakes.

Huh. Not often someone is taller than him.

"'Sup?" he asks around a mouthful of cake.

"Not cupcakes."

"Trade you?"

"With...?"

Hand!

He shakes his hand.

Nope. Nada. No compatibility. But also nothing else at all either.

"Not an esper, huh?" he says as he hands him the promised cupcakes.

In the mouth they go.

"Nope."

"Shame. You're big enough."

"You're Pendragon's kid."

"Mmm. Though she passed the name to me."

"You have her hammer?"

"Nope. Honour goes to my sister. I get the name, she gets the hammer."

"She here?"

"Somewhere. Look for the pregnant girl with all the cheese. Probably her tall, dark shadow is looming behind her too. You can't miss them."

He stares down at the remaining cupcakes.

Ly takes another bite.

Jamie sidles up and nabs a cupcake, stuffing it in his mouth.

 "Hi Ly!" He says, the words slightly crumbed, "Who's your friend?" 

"No idea. He's after mum's hammer."

"Amy. I make shit out of dungeon materials."

"Amy. He makes shit out of dungeon materials."

"And you wanna check out Excalibur? It looks kinda boring as warhammers go, but it's pretty cool." 

"I spoke to her about it last summer, but she didn't have it by then. Said I'd have to speak to her kid."

...and other things.

"Did she swear at you? She does that."