Kreeth laughed her abrasive laugh and grinned at Tyki's shock at the sky. She'd wondered the same, but she was glad to see she hadn't been as graceless about it. He was stunned, poor boy. She suspected he didn't see much magic or wonder in his life. He used a match to light a cigarette, after all.

"I'll let Nel tell you," she said, settling back into her chair. "She did a good job explaining it to me."

She tried to ignore the girl turning as grey as her... half brother? Cousin? He hadn't answered her question, so she had no idea what the man was to the girl. Distant relative maybe. It was bound to make Nel even more uncomfortable, but reacting to it wouldn't help anybody.