Kelson too would not call Thorne's reaction to magic celebratory. It was quite reminiscent of the Council back home, and he chafed under their self declared authority and conservatism. They treated magic like they were scared of it. Or more likely, scared of possibility. He absolutely hated it, and had quite told them exactly where to stick it when they had dared to offer him a seat on said council.

"Celebrate is definitely the wrong word. Unless we have vastly different definitions of celebrate. I absolutely respect that Thorne encourages the use of magic. It's something I'm obviously not as familiar with, but....they do so in such a restrained manner." There was simply no creativity in it, no room for interpretation. He very much knew the consequences for uncontrolled magic. He just hated that this seemed to be the way so many fell back on.

He looked around the shop as Kell entered, and took the door he was holding to close it after. "Wait you have a shop here?" Kelson took a look to the werewolf and back to Kell, still getting used to everything. The entire shop was adorable. He really hadnt thought a shop could be adorable, it was. He also wondered how the werewolf got through such a tiny door.

"This is lovely. How did you find it?"