[Now that he is more aware, he catches that faint glow, and his brows furrow for a moment... And that magic. Is she doing it on purpose, or...?
But then the whales catch his attention and he glances down with some troubled appreciation.]
Did they now? Then I owe them my thanks as well.
[They chirp and splash a little more happily before there's another tremor. He looks back at her, his eyes lingering on this marks again before he glances around.]
But we need to hurry and get them...out...
[It's then that he notices the damage to the grated ceiling and he can only stop and stare dumbfounded before he looks back at her.]
Did...you...?
[WELL OBVIOUSLY YES but she should understand his surprise that's quickly changing to concern. Did she...semi-prime? Was that really Garuda he had felt?
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But then the whales catch his attention and he glances down with some troubled appreciation.]
Did they now? Then I owe them my thanks as well.
[They chirp and splash a little more happily before there's another tremor. He looks back at her, his eyes lingering on this marks again before he glances around.]
But we need to hurry and get them...out...
[It's then that he notices the damage to the grated ceiling and he can only stop and stare dumbfounded before he looks back at her.]
Did...you...?
[WELL OBVIOUSLY YES but she should understand his surprise that's quickly changing to concern. Did she...semi-prime? Was that really Garuda he had felt?