[...well. a talking animal is certainly unnerving. but at least it's cute, so Midousuji isn't quite as frayed as he might by in the presence of some giant asshole human. if only he knew.]

...No, [Midousuji answers with a hard stare, and he bites at the tip of his finger, worrying the cloth in the blunt, straight pinch of his teeth. his gaze casts off, looking caught somewhere between fretful and irritated.] But cantrips are necessary to get the hang of before you can really do anything else with any iota of competency, isn't it.

[Midousuji pushes himself up with his other hand, slowly hunching his broad back as he settles into a sitting position. his knees lift.]

...Something less likely to set me on fire sounds like a good, obvious idea... [Midousuji glares resentfully, but not quite at Mogget, mostly because he's electing to neglect eye contact. he taps his teeth.] but anything could potentially blow up in your face like that, couldn't it?

[Midousuji tilts his head at the cat, and...... finds himself happy to be looking at Mogget after all, so he settles to rest his cheek against his bony knees, head tilted as his arms setting around his wiry shins.]

Maybe less literally, but couldn't you say all this stuff is dangerous?

You sound experienced.