[ They can't help it. There's a pause, despite the kindness shown a heartbeat ago, where they freeze at the sight of his hands lighting up with yet more magic. Fight-or-flight; glance down at the hands, up at his face. Waiting, wary. But it quickly melts into open curiosity as the glow spreads and takes shape into... a chair?
Huh.
Despite their clear exhaustion, they waver upright for just a bit longer, one hand reaching out to prod the new ice with tentative fingers as if it might dissolve on contact. It's certainly solid, and cold, but not so much so that they're at risk of being stuck. Impressive. ]
You make that look so easy. [ The observation is almost bittersweet, before being waved away. ] A-and no, thank you- I wouldn't... want to trouble you further.
[ Despite the prior tension, they still manage to find a smile to match the reassurance. They know of magic pulling such things from elsewhere, and there's a thread of thought bugging them about how quickly he leapt to help after they half-mumbled a wish, but this is... otherwise entirely new. Which ironically makes it easier to trust, as they finally concede to rest and ease themself onto the sparkly seat.
But the denial gets an politely baffled look. Bro, what. ]
...That's why I should thank you. You could have left me to wander and... [ bleed out somewhere is neatly discarded before they get stuck on the thought, instead replaced with a weak chuckle. ] ...Well. You know. So it's only right to thank the stranger who intervened, isn't it?
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[ They can't help it. There's a pause, despite the kindness shown a heartbeat ago, where they freeze at the sight of his hands lighting up with yet more magic. Fight-or-flight; glance down at the hands, up at his face. Waiting, wary. But it quickly melts into open curiosity as the glow spreads and takes shape into... a chair?
Huh.
Despite their clear exhaustion, they waver upright for just a bit longer, one hand reaching out to prod the new ice with tentative fingers as if it might dissolve on contact. It's certainly solid, and cold, but not so much so that they're at risk of being stuck. Impressive. ]
You make that look so easy. [ The observation is almost bittersweet, before being waved away. ] A-and no, thank you- I wouldn't... want to trouble you further.
[ Despite the prior tension, they still manage to find a smile to match the reassurance. They know of magic pulling such things from elsewhere, and there's a thread of thought bugging them about how quickly he leapt to help after they half-mumbled a wish, but this is... otherwise entirely new. Which ironically makes it easier to trust, as they finally concede to rest and ease themself onto the sparkly seat.
But the denial gets an politely baffled look. Bro, what. ]
...That's why I should thank you. You could have left me to wander and... [ bleed out somewhere is neatly discarded before they get stuck on the thought, instead replaced with a weak chuckle. ] ...Well. You know. So it's only right to thank the stranger who intervened, isn't it?