Mastery? Oh dear... Cassandra hadn’t mastered very much at all! She could manipulate fire that already existed (sort of) and sometimes she could get a tiny flicker of flame to dance among her finger tips but that was all. She’d once had an accident with her fire that almost burnt their family home down, but luckily her parents were around to control it. Since then she’d lost her confidence and she wasn’t sure how she would ever get it back. Cassie noticed him use a slight gust to push the knife towards him and was immediately jealous that his powers were at least useful.
“Didn’t expect someone like you to blush much. I thought you must get compliments all the time, given how pretty you look.” Another blush emerged. “Me, eh, not so much, given that I don’t have much redeeming qualities”.
“I like your hair!” Cassie blurted out. Damn, she was making such a fool of herself. “I mean, I’ve never seen a younger person with grey hair before, but yours looks kinda good, as in, it suits you” She smiled. “Sorry, I’m not used to meeting new people, my family was kind of isolated. You can call me Cass or Cassie by the way, Cassandra is so long winded. You didn’t tell me your name?”
She was still thinking about how he’d used the wind before when she noticed the jug of water on the table. She concentrated really hard on moving the water, but all she managed was to make a few drops lift slightly, and then drop back into the jug. It was barely noticeable. What a failure. She hoped the boy didn’t notice.