Lorenzo
The skeleton turned to the lady and gave her a definite shhh. His task was one of utmost importance, he needed the timing to be just right. After all, it would be a shame if the popcorn burned.
And in a few moments, less than a few seconds really, it was ready. He opened the lid and revealed the delicious snacks, piping hot and filling the air with a succulent buttery flavor. While he couldn't tell, he could see just how nice and golden they turned out, which made this an absolute success.
"Mhhh hmmm! Done!" He'd be grinning from ear to ear if he could in the first place, probably, but suddenly something bizarre happened. The mass of mana and fire began to shift and coil around his body like an amoeba before strange fiery appendages began to sprout from his burning bones.
First they were merely licking the air before solidifying their form and splitting from his body as dozens of bright orange beings, living elementals brought forth with magic. The light and magic was unlike anything in the world, it wasn't the sort of thing a human would see even in ten lifetimes.
The countless creatures of flame and magic began to chirp and come to life in less than a second, and they surrounded the poor man an his freshly cooked popcorn as if ecstatic, causing the pirate to chuckle.
"Attaboys, supper's ready! We got a big workout to look forward to, so make sure these bellies are nice and full!" He passed a juicy piece to one of the fiery babies, playfully hovering it over its hungry little head before letting it nibble on the meal. "There, heheheh. This one's extra buttery, yknow that shit's good." He said before stroking its lower jaws tenderly.
Ah, but while he was having his heartfelt family reunion, he forgot about a certain someone. How vexing. He shook his head and turned to face the girl while a few of the birds turned their attention to its blue orb of fire, slowly approaching it out of curiosity.
One of them even dared to go as far as to rest on the poor female mage's shoulder, snuggling her cheek warmly.
"Heh. Sorry, they get picky this late at night unless fed. Wouldn't want them to be picky during training, would we?" He slowly rose to his feet while his fiery hewels began to soar and fly around them, resting on different places while a few collected around the mage and his shoulders.
He bowed down theatrically, but there was true genuineness in his words, as in his actions.
"Please forgive any disrespect" He handed her the pan with some of the popcorn still left over, even for a fool he was anything but unfriendly. "It's still warm, and I won't go easy on you just because you're cute, so you might want to fill your belly with something. Eh?"
