if it doesn't burn a little
”I may take you up on that when I inevitably get stuck. Or maybe when I just need someone to taste test this stuff.” Because let's be real, it’s not all going to turn out good right away. Honest feedback would be useful.
She shrugs slightly at the magic question. ”I can heal basic cuts, apparently. And I can sense the air, though I can’t really do much of anything with it yet.” Which wasn’t unlike her fire at first, when she could do little more than feel it and make the candles flicker and dance. Still, she turns her attention to the table and manages to flutter a paper slightly. ”More than before, anyway.”
His statement might sound like a platitude, but sometimes those sorts of things were true and necessary. Weaver gives him a nod and a slight smile, something real and serious there, if only for a moment. Her grin spreads, looking more like her usual mischievous self. ”You are just lucky I like you.”
She shrugs slightly at the magic question. ”I can heal basic cuts, apparently. And I can sense the air, though I can’t really do much of anything with it yet.” Which wasn’t unlike her fire at first, when she could do little more than feel it and make the candles flicker and dance. Still, she turns her attention to the table and manages to flutter a paper slightly. ”More than before, anyway.”
His statement might sound like a platitude, but sometimes those sorts of things were true and necessary. Weaver gives him a nod and a slight smile, something real and serious there, if only for a moment. Her grin spreads, looking more like her usual mischievous self. ”You are just lucky I like you.”
-- weaver
then what's the point in playing with fire?
