[She watches himm tense up, then relax. She's not a telepath, she's not privy to what's gone through his head, but it is clearly related to magic. Naeva is curious, of course--it's hard to ignore what's clearly a source of pain--but she doesn't know this man well enough to pry.
Reflexively, she pats at her pockets. Discovers....a chestnut a squirrel stuffed in one? No, not useful. She needs to find a candy shop.]
I suppose the magic must be realigned to the sacred beasts, if I had to guess. It would be nice to be able to heal again, certainly.
[She pauses, and then extends a hand out, open palmed. Pay no attention to how long her nails are.]
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[She watches himm tense up, then relax. She's not a telepath, she's not privy to what's gone through his head, but it is clearly related to magic. Naeva is curious, of course--it's hard to ignore what's clearly a source of pain--but she doesn't know this man well enough to pry.
Reflexively, she pats at her pockets. Discovers....a chestnut a squirrel stuffed in one? No, not useful. She needs to find a candy shop.]
I suppose the magic must be realigned to the sacred beasts, if I had to guess. It would be nice to be able to heal again, certainly.
[She pauses, and then extends a hand out, open palmed. Pay no attention to how long her nails are.]
...My name is Naeva.