[Had his gaze not already been locked on Clara's, they would have snapped up. But he does widen his eyes at the name, the insinuation of similar goals and maybe it had been a mistake to now compare his goals to everyone else on the station. To know who might be more like him.]

And how did it go?

[Alina was- soft. Kind, even, when directed at anyone else. But he cannot imagine giving that sort of power to her and expect it to not corrupt that part of her that is so unlike him.

He follows the fire with his eyes, flicking from the light hovering over her finger to her face.]

You said you didn't have- magic. How- [before snapping out of it, eyes front again to watch the window, only keeping track of Clara out of the corner of his eyes.]

It stated that I had to 'obey every command for a day', I took that to mean twenty-four hours or it might simply be from the sun rises and until it rises again. I have a day off from the mines two days from now. How does that fit with your schedule?