Jalen couldn't help grinning as he stood and watched Eli dart out of the room, while trying to pull off his coat at the same time. He was a lot like his mother. One would hope that wouldn't carry over to accidentally scorching dressers with fire magic.

"Good idea. Watch out for Eli's 'poor me' pout, he's learned it gets him things."

Another glance at the dream-catcher in his hand, and then he left, headed upstairs.