"Of course," Balthazar said with a slow nod, trying to ignore the pang that it caused when Jaime mentioned that one of the newer arrivals had been helping out in the kitchen. There was something fundamentally not right about that for him. He hadn't bothered to go downstairs in the morning for breakfast or anything, so he hadn't known. It had been... harder than he wanted to admit. Which was foolish. They'd fooled around once, and then she'd... all but avoided him. Something about her fiance arriving. Even before she'd been taken, it had been some time since he'd really spoken to her, so... why was her disappearance still hitting him this hard?
"Hey," James responded, a bit sulkily, before he forced himself out of that moody response, glancing up at her and moving to hand her the remote if she wanted it. Under other circumstances, he may have asked who these two were, but right now he just sort of wanted to be a moody prat about Lily not being around anymore.
"Candles?" Balthazar repeated, before he shook his head. "I did notice you mentioned. Did you need help carrying more from the store over here?" To be honest, he hadn't really understood the point. But now that Jaime mentioned it, he realized that that didn't mean that the candles wouldn't be important. He suspected they wouldn't be THERE if they weren't important. "I'll find time later this afternoon to bring some in, though I shudder to think of why they might be relevant."
"Maybe we're going to have to teach the old fashioned magic to the rest of the group," James said with a smirk. By 'we' he meant he and the other wand-waver magical types around here. He didn't realize that Balthazar also could use magic.
Balthazar shrugged. "I suppose, perhaps, it's possible," he said, not realizing James had been sarcastic. "I suppose no one has any idea?" he asked Jaime. From her statement, he doubted it, but maybe some ideas had been tossed around.