[She just rubs the back of her neck sheepishly, shaking her head.]
No, nothing happened! I was just born without very much magic, that's all.
But, um... that's why I'm learning magecraft!
[... Her food! She was just sitting here gabbing away and forgot that he made food! She's diving into that now--both because it smells delicious, and because it buys her some time to avoid being too overtly embarrassed over her failings.]
Hey, that's okay, though. I like you just fine without it.
[ as far as Reno's concerned, the fact that she can do any of it at all is a win, even if there are faeries out there who are more powerful. he knows better than most that more power doesn't always make someone better, after all.
he's been a little better about remembering to eat than she was, so Reno slows down a little to let Altria catch up, figuring it'll be awkward if he finishes and leaves her as the only one eating. ]
So now we come back to the big question: what are we gonna blow up?
He says it so casually and so easily. He likes her better just fine as she is. He has no way of knowing just how earth-shattering of a statement that is (in the best of ways, of course)--it's the sort of thing that she's rarely ever heard before.
She blinks at him owlishly, cheeks a little red, but he moves on quickly, before she can even begin to start to doubt or question it.]
Oh--oh!! Right!
[She clears her throat, straightening.]
We should blow up some of the things that make people uncomfortable here! Like those awful exhibits, or things like that.
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So you're... a faerie with no magic, or did somethin' happen that took your magic?
[ does that even happen? Reno's not sure. the only magic he knows how to use is contained in materia, doesn't even take any inherent magic to use. ]
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[She just rubs the back of her neck sheepishly, shaking her head.]
No, nothing happened! I was just born without very much magic, that's all.
But, um... that's why I'm learning magecraft!
[... Her food! She was just sitting here gabbing away and forgot that he made food! She's diving into that now--both because it smells delicious, and because it buys her some time to avoid being too overtly embarrassed over her failings.]
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[ as far as Reno's concerned, the fact that she can do any of it at all is a win, even if there are faeries out there who are more powerful. he knows better than most that more power doesn't always make someone better, after all.
he's been a little better about remembering to eat than she was, so Reno slows down a little to let Altria catch up, figuring it'll be awkward if he finishes and leaves her as the only one eating. ]
So now we come back to the big question: what are we gonna blow up?
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He says it so casually and so easily. He likes her better just fine as she is. He has no way of knowing just how earth-shattering of a statement that is (in the best of ways, of course)--it's the sort of thing that she's rarely ever heard before.
She blinks at him owlishly, cheeks a little red, but he moves on quickly, before she can even begin to start to doubt or question it.]
Oh--oh!! Right!
[She clears her throat, straightening.]
We should blow up some of the things that make people uncomfortable here! Like those awful exhibits, or things like that.