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"There is always time." Was all Surtr said as she made her way out. He wouldn't push her on the matter it didn't serve him any purpose for such things. He had gained some insight into the girl, an unlikely event at that. He rose and his coat found itself back atop his shoulders where it belonged. He scooped up Saga and went straight to the dining hall no longer waiting for Miyuki.

He had been seated at the head of the table this time with Miyuki sitting to his left. He disliked sitting in this seat but the staff only set two places and he did his best to avoid inconveniencing them. A myriad of food came, eggs, bacon, pancakes, french toast, sausage. All of it came though this time it was in a lower portion. It seemed the cook was slowly getting accustomed to their appetites and adjusting the amount he made accordingly. All the toppings anyone could ever wanted were there and Surtr awaited Miyuki to choose her food first. "Yes, a bath should suffice your wounds are healed enough I think." Surtr said softly, he was a user of the life discipline he could see wounds very well and treat them even better. Though he tended to give Miyuki her space when it came to such matters not wishing to draw out the girls ire. It simply wasn't worth it. Saga sat atop Surtr's head and seemed to be eying the bacon especially close, then again Surtr was watching it too. Such thick cuts masterfully cooked and their haunting aroma called to him.

As she took an extra large helping Surtr chuckled. He would soon follow suit piling up the bacon sausage and french toast to a rather dizzying level for one man. He would douse the whole meal in syrup before grabbing another piece from the plate and chucking it up over his head. The little ball of fire opens it's mouth and gulped down the bacon before turning a bright as if titillated by the fact it got a morsel.

Surtr smile softly before taking a few bite himself. "I'm sure you just wore yourself out. It isn't easy freezing an entire room." He said brushing away the notion externally. Internally though he surmised that demon or spirit inside her required energy as well. It seemed to only have a limited amount of time it could be up on the surface and Surtr believed the longer it was out the more it drained her. All speculation though and with Miyuki's condition he doubted it would ever move past that.

She then inquired about the ball and Surtr smirked softly at the question. "A bit of magic I developed. A fire spirit was dying and pleaded with me to save it. So I did but unfortunately I was not powerful enough to do so completely. It must remain near in order to continue to survive. I have been trying to work out a way to finish the spell but alas it is a bit trickier than initially believed." Surtr said with a smile as he looked to her. The whole thing was said without so much as a flinch. It sounded real and some of the statement had truth in it only making the lie more believable. Surtr had become an incredulously good liar over his time something he had to perfect in order to allow him to get away with all the mischievous things he did. Perhaps she would know the truth in time but she'd have to earn his trust before he divulged what it truly was.

He would continue to eat having decent table manners but not to the degree Miyuki displayed. He was no slob just not prim and proper to the T like she was. Miyuki seemed in better spirits today and that seemed to make Surtr a bit more cheerful than usual as if her mood somehow had an affect on his own.

As she spoke about it seeming to inquire in more detail Surtr would have a plain look on his face. His poker face would not fail him now and she would gain no information from him on the subject. He was continuing to eat when the slam at the door caused him to sigh. What the hell was the point in having guards if they let anyone go in? Surtr didn't even both looking up merely continuing to eat. "I can't say I've seen him before.." Surtr said before taking a bite of egg with some bacon. God that was delicious. As the man demanded a battle Surtr sighed only shaking his head in disappointment. As he attempted to pin it to the able Surtr would flick his left wrist causing the dagger to fly from the mans hand and onto the floor a few feet away. The man then stormed out and Surtr shook his head again. "No respect..." He said before finishing his plate and looking to Miyuki.

It seemed she only allowed her emotions to get the better of her in Surtrs presence, ignoring the shift in temperature she managed to keep her emotions in check. Surtr would be impressed if it wasn't getting nippy in the dining hall. As she asked him to get the duel ready Surtr cocked his head, why did she continuously assume he was there to do her bidding? It seemed one of the staff picked up on this notion as the man quickly walked up and grasped the sheet before bowing to them both and walking off.

Surtr sighed as she finished her words. "Doubt I'll see much from him." Surtr said watching her take her leave. He would sigh deeply seemed like he would be forever plagued with headaches so long as Miyuki remained. A part of him wondered if this was what being a parent was like though he surmised they never had to worry about their children trying to kill them.

The kings chair was empty. If Miyuki bothered to look around she would see a cloaked man with a little bright fire in his hands. The man stood in the front lines of the crowd watching. He was almost sure she'd see him. This way he could watch and be close enough to react if needed. Though he believed she wouldn't. Still he preferred to watch from here anyway. The kings chair was high and far away not where Surtr wished to sit. The crowd were too busy setting up anyway they cared not for some man in a cloak, even if the king lay under the cloak.

He stood eager and silent waiting and watching intending to see. He was unsure if she'd lose control, if she did and tried to hurt the crowd he'd be close enough to prevent that. Though he doubted such interference would be necessary. He would sit idle and watch Miyuki ready to help if called upon.

The king saw her offer her hand. It would seem to Surtr she was uncharacteristically showing mercy. Though his mind was a bit too keen to fall for that. She was goading fool hearty boy ensuring his own death. What a devilish little creature she was. Intentionally playing with the boys emotions he wondered how she would feel if the same trick was done to her. Though Surtr himself could never stoop to such lows he was sure others would. He was willing to bet she wouldn't think herself so clever if she were on the receiving end. Regardless the boy bought it hook line and sinker.

As the battle began Surtr watched and as the fireball slowed the crowd seemed to gasp and the elder mages would squint. Surtr merely continued his gaze analyzing what was happening without having to show too much attention. It was a very fortuitous technique for her, the ability to bring attacks to a crawl in such a manner as to nullify her glaring weakness. Ingenious in fact something Surtr would surely praise her on later. As the second attack came the crowd cheered believing the boy the victor though Surtr knew better. This youngling didn't even know he was dead yet but entering this battle had already sealed his fate. It was odd watching a certainty unfold. Knowing the futility in ones actions while that one assumed the opposite. He would stand silent and stoic observing the one he had taken in slowly make her way to victory.

She continued to bait and goad the boy and he fell for it too easily. The boy seemed to be outmatched in everything, all fields of play. It was a horrid thing to see. A writer couldn't have done better. The boy was just walking no sprinting to his death and the crowd which included his parents were eating it up following along for the ride. She managed to disable all that he did and Surtr would sigh when she stabbed him.

She then began to gloat something very unbecoming and something Surtr had little taste for. She stood over the dying boy and addressed the crowd. As she did Surtr would slip back through the people trying to see the end. He knew what would happen next, well perhaps not the method but the outcome. He could tell she would get great satisfaction from everyone watching but Surtr would not be one to aid in it. He had already disappeared from sight. When Miyuki would look for him she would only find his cloak hung on fence that lined the little arena.

Surtr was walking back to the kingdom when he heard the screams and cries of the crowds. A gruesome and predictable end her surmised. He entered the castle as the horn sounded signaling the end of the duel. If Miyuki looked she would find him in the most predictable place he'd be. The study. A grand library with ancient and rare books lining every wall. Surtr would be sitting at a desk a cub of mead in one side with an open tome in front of him. Saga would be perched atop his head as usual while he be reading the contents of the tome. He had read everyone of these books and with his photographic memory it didn't serve him to read them again. This realization only brought a sigh to his lips, he needed to go out on an adventure and get some more. It was ridiculous how he was trapped here.

She entered and asked if he was squeamish Surtr would chuckle before closing the book. "I have been ripped apart and ripped people apart blood does not scare me. Anyone can kill a fool, it doesn't serve me to watch something like that happen." Surtr said softly now turning his attention to her. What did she expect? Him to be proud of her for killing a foolhardy youngling like that? She knew full well that boy would die. There was no skill in what she had done. It didn't do anything for her besides getting a slight boost in power.

"What did killing him do? Do they respect you now? Do you feel more accomplished ending that life?" He inquired while looking to her. Anyone could attain power anyone could gain strength but those who knew when to show restraint where who Surtr considered truly strong. All Miyuki did today was prove she was a child. All that intellect, all that potential wasted on someone intent on settling petty squabbles.

As she spoke Surtr merely nodded. "The staff filled me in on the details of the conclusion. So I take it you'll seek to me kill me then eh?" Surtr inquired looking to her plainly. If all she sought was power then it seems he had done exactly as she so desired. He seemed rather distraught by this realization as if finding out her desire was something so boring as power drained all the energy he had. He hoped he was wrong, nay he prayed he was. It would be so disappointing if that was all she wanted. Any old fool could obtain power Surtr was a prime example of that but he had wished she would be more than that.

As she asked her second question Surtr nodded. "I have, that was how this little light came into existence remember?" Surtr said reminding the girl of this little fire balls origin. "It's a very dangerous ordeal though and is not safe for anyone no matter how powerful you are." Surtr said being honest with his words here. This was a very touchy thing something not to be taken lightly and he would not sugar coat it. Many a great mage had died doing such things and he was sure many more would succumb to the same fate.