❰ — oh. adalia's heart clenches a little at that totally genuine, totally unthinking welcome, and she avoids looking over at inessa by paying attention to garahel instead. it's stupid that such a little thing should affect her so. people welcome people to new places all the time, it's just what's done, this isn't any kind of special moment.
even if it kind of feels like it is, a little bit. welcome somewhere... ❱
He is a darling and I love him already. I don't suppose you'd let me steal you away, would you lovey? No? Not even if I promised you steak dinners every night?
❰ she grins, finally raising her head to listen to inessa's explanation, nodding along as if this all sound familiar — which it kind of does, in a way. ❱
There's a similar thing on my home plane. I wonder if they're just two words for the same thing... though the Weave isn't its own plane, precisely. You do magic by manipulating the Weave, telling it something is the way you will it to be, with so much conviction the Weave has to listen. Is magic like that here? And what caused the rifts? Are they a natural occurrence, or an aberration?
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even if it kind of feels like it is, a little bit. welcome somewhere... ❱
He is a darling and I love him already. I don't suppose you'd let me steal you away, would you lovey? No? Not even if I promised you steak dinners every night?
❰ she grins, finally raising her head to listen to inessa's explanation, nodding along as if this all sound familiar — which it kind of does, in a way. ❱
There's a similar thing on my home plane. I wonder if they're just two words for the same thing... though the Weave isn't its own plane, precisely. You do magic by manipulating the Weave, telling it something is the way you will it to be, with so much conviction the Weave has to listen. Is magic like that here? And what caused the rifts? Are they a natural occurrence, or an aberration?