"I will trust in your judgment," says Kell for the ale, marking nearly half of what Sirius says for further questioning when he gets his bearings in this place.
His gaze follows Sirius' again to the wall. "To travel, I must use my blood," he admits, frowning. He'd decided not to clean it himself, but he's already shown weakness here. This Darrow might not feel hostile just yet, but Kell must keep his guard up, to show strength as he would in White London lest he be seen as prey.
"But for water - " he murmurs, gathering the water falling from the sky to hover in a sheet next to the wall, "And fire - " Kell heats it with summoned fire, glad for the salt in the air that helps to scrub when he sends the steaming water forward, striking the still wet blood from the wall with seeming ease. It makes his head spin, but Kell gives no outward sign, turning back to Sirius after.
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His gaze follows Sirius' again to the wall. "To travel, I must use my blood," he admits, frowning. He'd decided not to clean it himself, but he's already shown weakness here. This Darrow might not feel hostile just yet, but Kell must keep his guard up, to show strength as he would in White London lest he be seen as prey.
"But for water - " he murmurs, gathering the water falling from the sky to hover in a sheet next to the wall, "And fire - " Kell heats it with summoned fire, glad for the salt in the air that helps to scrub when he sends the steaming water forward, striking the still wet blood from the wall with seeming ease. It makes his head spin, but Kell gives no outward sign, turning back to Sirius after.
"Will that suffice?"