The coffee mug slides slightly, rattles, and then slides back. It's now full of a sweet-smelling hot chocolate. There are even marshmallows on top. It rattles slightly against the ground as he laughs.

"Part of my magic will die when he dies, another part will go back to them in a few days." She answers calmly, taking another sip of her coffee.

"Only a little of it was ever only mine."