[ If he knew what she was thinking, he would tell her not to worry. She could be the most powerful creature in the universe and he still wouldn't fear her, because she's Hanna. She's his friend, and that matters far more than the power under her skin. He trusts her as a person.

But they've had that talk before, anyway. He smiles as she leans back, letting her out of his embrace. He moves to look at the instruments, many of which he doesn't know. He makes for one he does, though - the piano. ]

My world doesn't have anyone who can do things like you can. It looked like magic at first. A lot of things did.

What names? I hope no one's being rude.