Sometimes the telekinesis came to him easier than others. Quentin was tired, and not thinking quite as much, so it was more instinct that anything else. Around Lia, he'd never felt like he had to hide what he was. It didn't mean he was going to talk about the clairvoyance willingly, because he never did, but hey, it was a good start. He set the coffee down on the table, next to Willie, and then looked at the markings on the cup to see which one was his. Yes, Lia had even remembered how he took his regular coffee - three sugars, splash of nonfat milk. Gold star for her, seriously.
Taking a sip, he looked over to see Nix wiggling her way out of the bag. "I remember Cat," he said. "I also remember you saying you were going to give me a kitten for Christmas, but I see Mother Nature sped up that time frame a little." He shrugged. "Cute, though. And it's my experience that animals are always more of a handful then they seem-"
I can hear youuuuu! Leave it to Willie to make sure he was the center of attention at all times. And of course I'm his familiar! Willie said, flapping his wings as he hopped over to Lia. I'm Willie.
"Like I said, ignore him."
I could say the same about you, buddy! Why is that all the girls in your life gotta be smokin' hot, huh?
Quentin sighed and rubbed at his temple. "He doesn't shut up. So yes, I have a familiar. Long fucking story behind that one." And not one he was particularly willing to share without a ton of alcohol involved. Reliving the memory of Calista almost drowning was not high on his list of priorities, ever, especially since the painting that depicted it was still in the studio, boxed up and never to be seen again. "Apparently I'm a water elemental who didn't level up enough to get a familiar until recently."