[ Marcus does not sit normal in the van, a decent amount of his weight still distributed into his feet as if ready to get to them, a free hand digging fingers into the back of the seat in front of him, as tensely wound as if they were under active assault. The music hiked back up—
Well, it doesn't relax him, but does make everything seem so absurd that he is forced to relax at least two neck muscles. Enough to glance at Richard, a flickered glance over his face followed by pitching a question at him beneath all the noise that is at least intended only for him; ]
Can you heal?
[ —is one way of phrasing 'use magic'. And Bastien is here too, he guesses. ]
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Well, it doesn't relax him, but does make everything seem so absurd that he is forced to relax at least two neck muscles. Enough to glance at Richard, a flickered glance over his face followed by pitching a question at him beneath all the noise that is at least intended only for him; ]
Can you heal?
[ —is one way of phrasing 'use magic'. And Bastien is here too, he guesses. ]