“Magic. I am blessed by the light. Didn’t you hear the news?” Selia started rummaging her brain, until the answer made sense.

“Ohh! I get it now. You are the magic kid that’s on everybody’s mouth in Lutia. That’s explains a lot, including your shitty attitude.”

“Excuse me? You found a scrawny kid on your door, asking for help. And what you did was send him away with a rip-off deal, even laughing at his efforts, and I am the one with a shitty attitude?” Lith was now so angry that even the idea of sharing his prey did not seem so bad anymore.

Selia laughed out loud. “Kid, you really are funny in the head. First, when you come at the door of a stranger asking for help, the best you can hope for is to be sent away with a polite kick in the butt. If I had to comply with every madman’s request, I would be broke in a jiffy. Second, you had the guts to slam the door at me and then come back like nothing happened. That’s a shitty attitude.”

Listening to her point of view, Lith could only agree. For four years he had been a recluse, his only interactions with the family members. He had got too used getting a yes as an answer, forgetting the basic social interaction rules and even common sense.

His hunger didn’t help either, making him single minded and prone to anger. Lith realized that Selia was right, and what he did that morning was just a temper tantrum.