“I think they’re too busy fleeing in terror of me to thank me for anything.”
“People will eventually see you for who you are.”
“Which is?”
“You’re a natural, Savannah.”
“Yeah, a natural disaster maybe.”
“Hey, don’t worry about it. Your magic will sort itself out. Give it time. Powerful magic takes time to settle. You should have seen Kato when he was an Apprentice.”
“Tell me.” I leaned in eagerly.
“Uh, I’d better not. Kato won’t like it.”
“All the more reason to tell me, don’t you think?” I winked at him.
Killjoy laughed. “I think you’ve got yourself into more than enough trouble for one day.”
I sighed. “You’re probably right. I just wish I could control my magic. It feels like I’m not controlling it. It feels like it is controlling me. That’s pretty scary.”
A sympathetic smile stretched his lips. “I’m sure it is scary to feel out of control. But so far, your magic seems to be on the right side. It sees threats to you and your friends and takes care of them. So I think that you are controlling your magic’s intentions, at least subconsciously. You just need to turn it into more of a conscious effort. Once you learn to do that, I’m sure everything will feel a lot less scary.”
“I hope you’re right, Killjoy.”
The clock on the wall chimed.
“Lunch time,” he said, almost absently.
“Great,” I sighed.
“Don’t you like mashed potatoes and grilled rosemary chicken with green beans? I read that’s on the menu today.”
“You memorized the lunch menu?” I asked in surprise.
“Of course.”
“Why?”
“Why not?” he countered.
“You don’t eat lunch in the dining hall.”
“But my patients do.”
“I guess that’s true…”
“You should go eat,” he told me. “After doing all that magic, you need to recharge your batteries.”
“I’m not really hungry.” My stomach growled, giving me away.
He smiled at me.
“Ok, ok, I’m starving,” I admitted. “But I don’t want to go down to the dining hall today. Maybe I could stay here for lunch and share your cookies?”
His face turned stern. “Cookies are not a healthy lunch.”
“You’re eating them,” I pointed out.