The laughter helping him feel better, Sascha smiled back at her. "I am Sascha. I call you Tuesday.. It is the day?" Sometimes the translation charm was weird with names. He looked around at the candles again, eyes lighting up at the fact they were made with plants. He hadn't paid them as much attention at first, their magic a comforting background. Besides he really was inexperienced with anything outside his limited knowledge. "I thought candles come from.. bugs."
At first when Tuesday held out her hand, Sascha just looked at it. He was more used to people waving and thought she might be handing him something. But she kept it out. So Sascha hesitantly put his own hand next to hers then looked at her as if to figure out what he was supposed to be doing.
At first when Tuesday held out her hand, Sascha just looked at it. He was more used to people waving and thought she might be handing him something. But she kept it out. So Sascha hesitantly put his own hand next to hers then looked at her as if to figure out what he was supposed to be doing.