Johnny eyed the man for the what seemed to Johnny to be the world's slowest moments, deciding whether to take this man up on his offer or not, he did not like strangers particularly well but there was something inside of him that was yearning to take up this mans offer, a sense of adventure Johnny chalked it up to, as he kicked dirt onto the fire and slung his backpack over his shoulder, sticking his hands in his pockets as he did, walking towards the man. Fire stood at least a head taller than Johnny, who had been somewhat short his entire life, but he was sinewy, filled to the brim with small rolling muscle under his dark tanned skin. Clenching his jaw, Johnny stuck at Fire, knocking the man over, and then stuck his hand into his pockets "Yes I wanna learn magic, we going or what?" Johnny asked as he leaned against the same tree the man had seconds earlier