[ His immediate concern causes the corners of her lips to quirk upwards. The moment is short-lived however when someone walking by gives her a shoulder check and she can't help but wince. ]
Oh, wow, I'm okay, thank you. Do I need help?
[ She looks down at her hands, turning them palm up before turning them to look at their backs. ] I'm not sure. I don't think so... [ Her head tips to the side slightly. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. ] Where are we? You're American. [ And her accent is decidedly not. It's an odd mix of English and South African.
Her gaze slides past him to watch some people crossing the street. ] A whole hive, right here. [ Her distraction fades and she's looking at him again. ] You must like bees. They're magic too, you know.
[ Almost like a drop of dye in water - her magic continues to spread around them. Passersby don't seem to notice, not like another witch would. ]
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Oh, wow, I'm okay, thank you. Do I need help?
[ She looks down at her hands, turning them palm up before turning them to look at their backs. ] I'm not sure. I don't think so... [ Her head tips to the side slightly. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. ] Where are we? You're American. [ And her accent is decidedly not. It's an odd mix of English and South African.
Her gaze slides past him to watch some people crossing the street. ] A whole hive, right here. [ Her distraction fades and she's looking at him again. ] You must like bees. They're magic too, you know.
[ Almost like a drop of dye in water - her magic continues to spread around them. Passersby don't seem to notice, not like another witch would. ]