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[sictransitgloriamundi]

It's like... [waves hand vaguely

absolutely nothing in the room has changed.]

[decohere]

[looks around in anticipation of something happening with the gesture, nose scrunching at the complete lack of change. leaving Ava wondering if she's too magic dumb to even make sense of any of it. also waves vaguely.]

Some things are easier to demonstrate than explain?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

No, it's... mental. [pause] I only ever speak aloud to it because I've never quite gotten over how awkward telepathy can look.

[decohere]

Ah, I wouldn't know. [only person she can talk to in her head is herself, which she does. quite a lot.] So somebody like me wouldn't be able.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Not necessarily. I think they have to... choose, to do it. [leans head on hand] They're attracted to those who have the scent of destiny around them, I've found.

[decohere]

So you're pretty special. [grins] And smelly.

But let's see it, then. I'm excited. I want to see where everything comes from.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Alright.

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[decohere]

[quiet sort of worry the longer nothing seems to happen, oh no has the Captain's magical destiny smell run out? that seems bad.

or maybe it's performance anxiety.

or is Sparkles somehow siphoning his powers away???? using them up on all this dream magic?]

Would it help if I... uh. Look away?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

No, it's. Fine. It just doesn't seem to be the right time.

[he certainly sounds like it's not a big deal.]

[decohere]

[pretty sure it's absolutely not fine at all but...] Yeah, maybe they're napping.

Do you want to take your turn, then? Truth or dare?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

I suppose... I have a truth in mind, if you care to pick that. A dare might require some thought.

[decohere]

Truth, then. Since you were so generous. And I'm curious.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[a pause]

The thing I'm not meant to know. How... dire is it, exactly?

[decohere]

Oh... [her face probably says it all.]

Potentially reality-ending levels bad, by my estimation. I've been trying to get more answers, but I'm... at a bit of a dead end with no viable solutions. But you know I'm prone to paranoid conspiracies. Could be... less bad? [doesn't sound all that convinced.]

... Are you worried?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

... I'm worried because he's worried.

[decohere]

It's a difficult position for him to be in. Because he's scared of losing you. So am I.

He wants to do what's best for you, but we're not sure what that is because we're not even certain what it is that you've done. I'm doing my best to support him, get him the information I can, but I wish... I could do more. It sucks.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Hm. [...] It's not like there's much to lose.

[decohere]

... don't say it like that. You're everything to him.

And you're my friend.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

... [picks at a thread on his sleeve]

[decohere]

[slowly offers out her hand]

I'm not going to give up.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[...

puts his hand in hers.]

[decohere]

[very gently curls her fingers over his.]

And I don't want you to give up either.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

You do all keep saying that. Perhaps I ought to listen.

[decohere]

Did you ever put any thought, into that... truth I asked you before?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

... If I say I've completely forgotten what it was, are you going to take it personally.