[Because he's been scared, because illness scares him, because it's not even two months since a close friend died of bird TB and another of the flu and he's learned to flinch whenever he sees someone coughing. But that's not why he's felt like such a selfish fuck.
He takes a quick breath and gets to his feet, moving to stand behind Byerly, similarly eyeing the odd little set-up he's made.]
And, I suppose, because I can't help wondering - why no magic leaves for me. [And a quick exhale - he tries to move along, pointing at a twisted treebranch that had been sweeping the floor.] That's the little shitbag who tried to trip me as we came through. I won't mind murdering that.
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[Because he's been scared, because illness scares him, because it's not even two months since a close friend died of bird TB and another of the flu and he's learned to flinch whenever he sees someone coughing. But that's not why he's felt like such a selfish fuck.
He takes a quick breath and gets to his feet, moving to stand behind Byerly, similarly eyeing the odd little set-up he's made.]
And, I suppose, because I can't help wondering - why no magic leaves for me. [And a quick exhale - he tries to move along, pointing at a twisted treebranch that had been sweeping the floor.] That's the little shitbag who tried to trip me as we came through. I won't mind murdering that.