His pain vanished at his own breath, the light shimmering for a moment before disintegrating into sparkled dust that fluttered away in the breeze. Looking back into his face she could see the instant relief that now coloured his handsome features. The rawness of his wounds was gone and now replaced with a gentle pink scars. Knowing Kat was an expert with salves and concoctions she was sure she could get her to make something for him. Addie did not know why, but she was inexplicably drawn to this man and was once more touched by that sense of destiny.
It was only confirmed when he offered his hand and she lay her palm across his. There was a literal spark that sizzled between their hands as she took to her feet. She smiled as she placed her arms once more at her sides. And as she smiled the rain around them stopped, nothing now stood but warmth and comfort.
"Addie Vallis" Addie introduced herself, her tone suprisingly light for someone so powerful. That was the thing with the Addie and Kat, though they could set the world on fire, they remained still girls. "To be honest with you the last few days have been nothing but an unpleasant blur to me too" she confessed sadly.
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"Misunderstood... but still cranky" Charlie quipped, doing what he could to keep the air light and from giving in to sorrow. Though he had shed a tear in private, Charlie wasn't one of show it in public. In truth the only one who had ever seen him sad was Bill, the only one he has ever been close enough too to drop the barriers.
"Good eye" Charlie replied as his fingers touched at one of the more prominent scars. His skin was littered in scars and callouses, he hardly even noticed when he was burnt these days iy was all too regular an occurrence in his occupation. "Now they're cranky sods" he told. Though Charlie was one of the rare few who had a magnificent and unique bond with Dragons. But even he got on their wrong side from time to time. Charlie had always had a way with animals, in truth he sometime preferred them to humans. So much so that he turned down an offer to play Quidditch professionally to head to Romania.
"Charlie" he said to her before adding his surname. "Weasley. I don't get many chances to introduce myself formally... Dragons don't give much a toss about manners" he said to her as he watched on of the squids tentacles reach out of the water and slap down slowly.