[ Despite requesting the trick, Anne can't hold back a short yelp (near scream) of surprise and fear as her own journal is flung away. Him catching it scarcely helps her nerves, and she seems reluctant to try and get it back.

Watching with a new tone or wariness, Anne tries to keep from clutching at her skirt like a little girl, instead folding her hands there in her lap where the journal was. Heart beating like crazy, yep. ]

I care not what others feel about you. It does not upset me, it is just unexpected.

You...are the first I have seen use magic, other than this wretched castle.