[listening to his words forces her to stop - bluntly put, there's a lot of them - and whilst they make sense; more sense than she wants to admit; it's just...
...everything is just a bit. Too. Much.
By the end of it she's just... shivering. Not moving for the steps, not really doing anything. She's not a magus; if she can't run, what is she supposed to do?]
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...everything is just a bit. Too. Much.
By the end of it she's just... shivering. Not moving for the steps, not really doing anything. She's not a magus; if she can't run, what is she supposed to do?]