[ Once Jack nods, she lets him go so that she can put on some tea for them. She's weary of taking her eyes off him, but fussing isn't going to get them anywhere.
Once she's set the water to boil, she comes to sit beside him on the couch. She holds out her hand, wanting to examine the thing for herself. It looks ordinary, more or less, but Jack seems to think it's the cause of all of this. ]
You think that this is magical? [ She only barely hesitates over the word. She's seen a lot of things here that she can't even begin to comprehend, so 'magical' has become a catch-all for 'what the actual hell.' ] Where did you get it?
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Once she's set the water to boil, she comes to sit beside him on the couch. She holds out her hand, wanting to examine the thing for herself. It looks ordinary, more or less, but Jack seems to think it's the cause of all of this. ]
You think that this is magical? [ She only barely hesitates over the word. She's seen a lot of things here that she can't even begin to comprehend, so 'magical' has become a catch-all for 'what the actual hell.' ] Where did you get it?