Huh. Okay, big ice guy doesn't care about politeness one way or another. That's okay with Danny. It just never hurts to be civil with supernatural creatures. Not that he's met many up close.
"You don't have to...say sorry to me." Danny looks genuinely confused by the apology. It's not that he thinks Felix is his Master or anything. No one has officially taken on that responsibility, and the one who's come closest is Hermione. But he definitely outranks him as a sorcerer is concerned, and Morganians do not apologize to their underlings.
Mystified, he nods his understanding. "I mean. You're not the one in charge of the weather, so no hard feelings. Are your chances good, the way you're going?"
He's even more floored by the gift of the frost potion, taking it without question. He looks it over for a second, then breaks into a grin, shoving aside the dread in favor of cheek and desperate optimism. "Thanks! As long as you're still feeling guilty, how about you promise to teach me how to make 'em in the Spring?"
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"You don't have to...say sorry to me." Danny looks genuinely confused by the apology. It's not that he thinks Felix is his Master or anything. No one has officially taken on that responsibility, and the one who's come closest is Hermione. But he definitely outranks him as a sorcerer is concerned, and Morganians do not apologize to their underlings.
Mystified, he nods his understanding. "I mean. You're not the one in charge of the weather, so no hard feelings. Are your chances good, the way you're going?"
He's even more floored by the gift of the frost potion, taking it without question. He looks it over for a second, then breaks into a grin, shoving aside the dread in favor of cheek and desperate optimism. "Thanks! As long as you're still feeling guilty, how about you promise to teach me how to make 'em in the Spring?"