[Wrathion's expression becomes increasingly unimpressed the longer he stares, but once he is back underwater, he lets out a small chuckle. If he's still cooperating, he supposes he can forgive being found in a lie.
But he's definitely not going to admit it either way. And as long as they're laying everything on the table:]
So. You are a mage? Or simply born of magical blood?
[He'll wait until he has surfaced again to ask that question. He might be able to sense magic but -- well, he wasn't psychic. No way to tell its origin. Perhaps it was simply residue.
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But he's definitely not going to admit it either way. And as long as they're laying everything on the table:]
So. You are a mage? Or simply born of magical blood?
[He'll wait until he has surfaced again to ask that question. He might be able to sense magic but -- well, he wasn't psychic. No way to tell its origin. Perhaps it was simply residue.
But he doubts it.]