“A Lost Klutz.”
“Magic…” He said more to himself than to her, contemplating what she meant by that. “Like… tricks?” He looked down at his healed arm and then pointed at it. “Or… like what you just did…?”
He shrugged. “Either way I don’t know how to do any of that kind of stuff… and if I did I’d probably be really bad at it.” Enma let out a sigh. “I’m kind of a klutz… I don’t even know where I am right now since I got lost…”
Chelia nodded at the second point he made, about the type of magic she had just used. But he started to doubt himself about using magic. And being lost was a concerning thing too.
“Magic comes from the heart! Like love! It doesn’t matter if you’re a klutz or not because… I’m clumsy myself!” Ending with a giggle again. But she should help out this male. He was lost and she should try her best to help again.
“Well… You’re in the city with the second strongest guild in Fiore! Also, what’s your name?” Giving a bright smile at the end, not helping herself for ‘boasting’ about her own guild. One thing that she hadn’t realised was that she had asked for his name. Who knows how that would turn out? Perhaps they’ll become friends since they were both klutzy.