Stan was watching the magical herbalist grind up leaves, She had to keep an eye on him since he tried to escape her but his attempts were futile like a fat man trying to resist cake from the town's best baker. Stan wanted to paralysis her but he was too timid to hurt her, He watched as she poured honey and hot water on the leaves, Her contraction was nerve-racking. Stan tried his best to watch carefully and not make a noise, as he feared if he did, she would stab him.

"Okay done," She flittered the water from the leaves and pour two cups

"What is it," Stan asked

"It's tea," she said, handing him the cup

"Is it poisoned?"

"Lucky for you, not this time,"

"What do you want?"

"Lord you are acting like I kidnapped you, I trust Daren and he wants to keep you safe,"

"I don't want to be safe; I want to help!"

"You are helping by being safe,"

"NO I'M NOT!!" Stan's eyes glowed white as his orange aura ignited in his body. The arua danced around his body spinning harmlessly in the air, He looked at Emilie, who was unfazed but yet watched in amazement and saw her aura for the first time, It was magenta, but it had a muddy feel to it, Stan know why but he calmed down and the aura as well with his white eyes fade

"Look kid I don't know what's going on but I've seen some shit, so sit down and talk to me," Stan nodded and the two sat down to drink tea.

"When I first woke up after losing my memories I was in a trash bin, I had no idea who I was and the only reason I knew my name was because I have a state id but that's all I had, I tried to get answers, I asked for help but people saw me as a kid on drugs, I had to sleep near a restaurant and dumper dive for food battling rats and insects hell I ate spiders once and gotten really sick," Stan looked up awaiting Emile response.

"Keep going," She encourages

"Then I started seeing colors, I figured I gone insane from the loneliness and eating bad food so i did my best to ignore them but something change, I saw Crave performing, and nothing only did I see his color I saw something different, I saw a texture,"

"Texture," Emile questioned

"My magic is aura-based I can see the color of it and sometimes the texture, like Crave was blue and smokey, and considering he's an illusionist it suits him," Stan explained

"So what's mine?"

"Its a mix of purple and red,"

"Magenta?"

"I guess if thats what the color is called?"

"The color is magenta, a mix of red and purple,"

"Okay it's magenta, but it has a muddy texture."

"hm..continue,"

"After I followed Crave I met daren and he tried to kill but after sorting that out I'm here, I owe them everything and without them, I would probably be dead, I don't care if they forgive my cowardness, I hate myself for it and I will do everything I can to make up what happened," Tears began to flow; such sorrow and shame became the orange boy the feeling of reliving the bitter memories of loneliness and warm memories of people for him took its toll as he cover face with his hands hiding his sobs

Emilie put her hand on his shoulder confronting him, and used her hair to grab a towel and gave it to him

"Thank you," Stab wiped his face and continued drinking his tea the taste almost sweet enough to forget his sorrows

"Look, you've been through so much and you have great sorrow inside you and I'm sorry for that but this may seem mean but you're young and new to this you can't expect to be strong in just two months you don't even have a full understanding of your magic, when people truly care about you that won't ask for anything in return you might feel like you owe everyone for helping you but they wanted too, and they don't blame you for being scared or for feeling hopeless, don't put so much on you let other people bare some of this, we are in this together," Emilie said

"Your right, Thanks," Stan said

But the warm wholesome moment was ruin when a group of cult members kicked the door open and whipped out their blades

"Time to finish what we started," One of the cult member said

"The sign said close," Emilie said, But one of the cult memebers threw a red ball of arcane magic at her, it missed and hit some potions behind her, Stan looked at the cult memebers only a few had aura he would have to take care of them first, Emilie grabbed the cult members that attacked her with her magical hair and violently whipped it to the side, the unsettling crack at the cult member looked paralysis by pain caught the rest of guard this was Stan moment to fight he tackled the cult member nearest to him pinning him to the wall and elbowing them in the jaw leaving him dazzed, Stan then kicked the other cult memeber in the calf making him kneel in pain as he kicked him on the side of the head and before the last one could do anything Stan touched him causing him to freeze and threw him to ground before kicking him in face so hard his two front flew out of their mouth, Stan took a breathe this was the first he gotten into an actual fight but while he was being detracted one of the cult member sneaked up behind him Stan looked back seeing the cult member swinging his knife towards but was stop by Emilie peiceing his face her razor sharp hair, The blood splat on Stans face, He stood back watching feeling distrub by seeing such a sight

"Sorry about that," Emilie said

"It's fine I'll be seeing more of this so I best get used to it," Stan said,