...You didn't ask why I agreed to help you, when our elder refused.
[Her eyes slide open slowly, measured and calm, revealing blue eyes gone just a little too intense with the whisper of magic. The ball of fire skims through the air, slowly coming to rest against his hand, where oddly it only gives off the barest hint of heat, as though glassed-in by some unseen force.]
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[Her eyes slide open slowly, measured and calm, revealing blue eyes gone just a little too intense with the whisper of magic. The ball of fire skims through the air, slowly coming to rest against his hand, where oddly it only gives off the barest hint of heat, as though glassed-in by some unseen force.]
Survive, in order to ask me when we are done.
[She nods slightly, and readies herself.]