[ So predictable, Kell. At least here, there's no Red London to steal all the magic. No White London to possibly save. Holland hasn't yet decided what to do about the future, honestly. He tries not to think about it. Whether he's going to die in Black London, or go back to Makt, it's all dependent on leaving here.
Right now, he's trying to enjoy his freedom. And sometimes that means making the mistake of asking Kell to dance. But it also means he gets to toy with him a little, and watch him dance to the tune that Holland so easily sets for him. ]
I know. You simply use your magic differently. I'm sure in Red London, everyone keeps their magic to themselves.
[ He says that in a tone that very clearly means he doesn't believe that. But he also keeps in step and even makes a move to try and take the lead, to see if he can get Kell distracted enough that he'll relinquish his precious control. ]
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Right now, he's trying to enjoy his freedom. And sometimes that means making the mistake of asking Kell to dance. But it also means he gets to toy with him a little, and watch him dance to the tune that Holland so easily sets for him. ]
I know. You simply use your magic differently. I'm sure in Red London, everyone keeps their magic to themselves.
[ He says that in a tone that very clearly means he doesn't believe that. But he also keeps in step and even makes a move to try and take the lead, to see if he can get Kell distracted enough that he'll relinquish his precious control. ]