[Theoretical happenings.] No, that's obviously an unfamiliar word, whoops. It's clear he's focusing on Chara-the-younger first. [Possibilities, maybes. Things that could happen. Any one of us could be dangerous. I don't want to be, and if I did, I still have next to no magic and cannot give chase.]

Now his white eyelight fixes on the older child. The instigator. His weary look has been tucked away again. He's fine. Everything is fine. [All I want is to sit, read, and work on my equations.]