The brunet watches Willow sprint off to chase snowflakes. They should probably keep a good eye on her—who knows what kind of trouble she should get into. He motions for Sapphire to follow. "If the witches see Willow, maybe they'll wanna stop. Witches like cats, right?"
Meanwhile, back at the manor, Lucy is making friends with Rhys. She hops up and down when she hears his name and age, messy pigtails bouncing gently. "Ooh, that's great! I'm twelve! I'm one year older than you are. Isn't that cool?" She giggles and looks at the PSP, a frown on her face. "You think someone was trying to be mean to you? That's no good. Hey, what's your ability?"
{ ooc: lucy's still inside the manor but i've changed the location to the forest just to keep up with cecil, sapphire, & willow. }