Rose huffed at herself. If the old man had already known, then so be it. She could smell the stew cooking, and figured she should go get some of it before her sister ate it all. Sharing was caring, but you only had to share when others were at the table. Those were the rules at home. (Granted, a lot of that was to please their mother, but it seemed a perfectly good rule to her too. Sadly, it did have its down-sides, when you were the one not at the table.)
At a decent trot, she paddled up beside her sister, who was still nursing her dizzy head. She always got that way after really using her powers. She wished she had the head for magic-- She'd help her sister out with this kind of thing as more than just 'her other half', but every time she tried to study, her head just swam, and rebelled against it. She could direct energy just fine, but bending it to DO something besides just push, or pull? Nope. She much preferred her potion making.
"Yuh's doin' a'righ sis?" she asked, dropping in along-side her. "Worked it tuh har' din' ya?"
She was referring to her sister's stooped over, distressed posture. It was obvious she had pushed herself too hard. It wasn't a truly bad thing; she'd be better in the morning.
"Yeah.... uh did.... But i's wort' it Rosie-- Dis thang's amazin!"
A gleaming set of white teeth shown in the moonlight as her sister smiled brilliantly.
"Ain't seen you dis happeh since paps brough' 'ome at jar a honneh when we's 3. 'Member 'at?"
"Yeha... Yeah uh does!"
The two of them giggled, then nestled close to each other. Rose looked at her sister, and noted that the 'bubble' around her was substantially smaller than earlier.
"How much ya think 'at thang hold? Look like ya used a good bit o' it up--"
"More an' I has muhself! Uh knows at much! --- At Good'nuff fellar wanned us tuh buy magic potions--"
"Said yuh'd git a 'hangov'er' if'n ya didn't... buh uh ain't got no blueburries, nor no wat'r wasps Lil, caint make ya none."
"Uh knows-- but when I delv'd it, it were thirsteh-- mebbe ya coul' give it push?"
Rose rolled her eyes at her sister. She always had the dumbest ideas sometimes. "aright-- uh'll give it a shot... Bu' no promises naow!" she said, gently clasping the blue bug looking pendant on her sister's neck, then gently funneling some of her own power into it. Shortly after she started, Jazdia broke her concentration, but only for a moment.
"Everyone, can I have your attention?" she inhaled a deep breath and smiled." Relax, feel free to continue with your meal. This will be long, so I suggest you get comfy."
"Look like we's gots more friends.. "
"Hope she made 'nuff!"
"Dun worreh, she lef' you at bit o'er yonder."
"Well.. Hot dayum..."
Lily of course, had pointed out a rather large tub of stew, much like her own, indicating that this was the serving reserved for herself. It was quite a serviceable helping. She gave her sister a loving bump on her shoulder, and a nod of appreciation for her role in getting food cooked, but said nothing more. Instead pulling her portion near herself to keep it claimed, then set back to work on trying to refill the strange pendant.