[Eiridan flinches slightly at the touch on his shoulder, tensing for just a spare moment before relaxing as he realizes it's Kaldur. The skittishness is almost completely forgotten as he hears the title given to him, and the corner of Eiridan's mouth turns up; he can't help but be amused by it. He waves a hand, as if to flick it away, replying lightly,]

I told you I'm not a master. Certainly not here at any rate. [The half smile curves into something fuller.] I did indeed! [It is so pleasant to be able to practice magic away from prying eyes, without having to vindicate every bit of it.] I would love to see how you manipulate water as you do, and of course, if you would like me to teach you some of my magic, I can as well.

[If there was one thing the Blight taught Eiridan it is never too early to start looking for allies.]