"Thank you, meow!"

[ Satisfied with his gift of fish, Josie floats-not runs, not walks, floats-back to Fatima's side. He seems content to hover around her, tiny wings flapping, and survey the rest of the festival. ]

My teacher was his Master, so he's accompanied me ever since Master Mattias was first...indisposed. [ That's a polite way of saying "magically locked up in a place with no ambient magic" but she can't go spilling all that on the unsuspecting. ]