"Then we should get started. Young people get restless when they think they're being deliberately kept in the dark, ah?"

He tilts his head back and nods, his lips curling in a slight smile. With the witch at his side, his gaze once again moves over the cabin, finally coming to rest upon a table.

"Let's do this properly, then. If you would please do me the honour...?"

And he starts to walk towards the table, not quite expecting Tía Dalma to walk with him.