'On top of that, I can't risk people sticking on the Train for the movie. It would defeat the purpose of the maiden voyage. The passengers must appreciate this new means of public transportation, not my magical skills.'
At the next station, a man took advantage of the stop to change cars and visit Lith.
"Supreme Magus Verhen?" He knocked on the wall of the open compartment.
"Yes? Is there any problem?"
"No!" The man raised his hands in apology. "Sorry to bother you. I just wanted to thank you for your service and ask for your autograph."
"Sure." Lith took a small piece of paper out of his pocket dimension and signed it twice.
Once with water magic, so that it could be read by human eyes, and the second time by hand. The latter was an irregular, smudged sequence of words worthy of a medical practitioner from Earth.
The man squinted his eyes and turned the paper for a while before he could recognize the words that comprised Lith's full name.
