He didn’t know paper could be used in magic. Interesting. “Just normal writing.” He says casually. “I’d like to write down things we learn about this place. It may help us get home sooner if we can all study and share information.”

His expression turns thoughtful and somber as she continues talking. He’s glad that she knows how to get by, but he’s distressed that it is even necessary at her age. She is not human and maybe she has more ability to care for herself, but no child should be alone. It’s just… not right.

He takes a deep breath before he can respond. “Yes, I do in a way. It’s been months since I saw my own sister and brother.” And the hardest part is, it never gets easier. But he won’t tell her that.