“Look Darian, we’re just a bunch of kids trying to make a living. No one cares that it’s real magic…not until something awful happens anyway, but that’s why we just keep moving.”
“Oh right, and when the Head Hunters catch up to us then what, Trent?”
“It’s not my fault that the guy’s daughter incinerated. I warned her.”
“Even if they cared about that, which they don’t, I don’t think ‘go for it if you wish to die by fire’ is considered a fair warning.”
“What was I supposed to do?”
“I don’t know. How about try to stop her?”