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The Ascendeds here are nothing if not a blondish, useful team with cute quips. And as Wessex likes the feeling of his magic in her fingers, she follows Neron without any hesitation, strangely amicable for once. “I’m sure you can best me in something,” she says cheekily, half-challenge and half-jest. Could he? Probably. Maybe. Who knows.
Facing away from her magical brother, she mimics exactly what Neron does, and washes the snowbanks back with water. Then she grabs a wheelbarrow for herself while sending her shadow to go and collect the debris. “I see you’ve survived a season with Morgan.” Knowing very little, if anything about their relationship, she can only assume it’s as tempestuous as her own with the Warden. “I’m almost surprised she hasn’t exiled you or tried to use you as an example of a big, bad Ascended.”
Facing away from her magical brother, she mimics exactly what Neron does, and washes the snowbanks back with water. Then she grabs a wheelbarrow for herself while sending her shadow to go and collect the debris. “I see you’ve survived a season with Morgan.” Knowing very little, if anything about their relationship, she can only assume it’s as tempestuous as her own with the Warden. “I’m almost surprised she hasn’t exiled you or tried to use you as an example of a big, bad Ascended.”
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