"Its just following the pattern." Zaveid shrugs, and maybe as he passes she can tell the wind is a bit more active right about him again.

It has a bit more than would be expected for a tiny little weather formation - and its definitely Zaveid's. ... Actually there's a whole lot of that about the kitchen right now, just like when he'd given her a jet stream to the cages, feeling like he's spread out across the air except... well, there's something a bit healthier feeling to it. Much better than the weak trickle to the air through most of October and November.

"It'll do it again when you put more sprinkles in it." He's.. back to filling the oven and all spare counters with baking sheets.