Hawke smiled because that was bloody cute, and maybe for a moment wished she could say yes. "Nah, not me. My little sister Bethany. Unfortunately I got the looks and charm in the family, and she got the powers." There's no Bethany around to argue with her, which was a real shame, but it was what it was. She plucked snow out of her hair and she had none of the same wonder in her when it comes to magic. Too many mages in her life. But she did remember being a child and watching her father make snow.

That was one hell of a winning smile. "I'm Marian Hawke, I go only by Hawke, it has an E at an end, and I swear I will try my absolute best not to be a teenager and come up with an outrageous amount of dick jokes. I hope you understand the restraint this requires." Hawke had her own version of childishness, and that was right up there on the list. There were so many jokes! So little time!