That's magic for you! Scaring even the growliest of tavern patrons right out of their trousers.
[His grin goes crooked, proud and a little aggressive, a little angry.]
Can't go back there, not so soon. And I don't— [He swallows, rocks forward and back on his feet. He doesn't want to go back, anyway. He'd rather sleep behind a barrel than go back to an empty bed, right now.] I can fix the ice problem, though, as luck would have it. Ta-da.
[He extends his hand out to her so she can see even in the low light, where frost crawls around the broad side of his palm and up his fingers, like snow clinging to his skin. Ice acquired, he sets the back of his hand sloppily against his eye.
He could have just healed it, but that seems to be the easy way out.]
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[His grin goes crooked, proud and a little aggressive, a little angry.]
Can't go back there, not so soon. And I don't— [He swallows, rocks forward and back on his feet. He doesn't want to go back, anyway. He'd rather sleep behind a barrel than go back to an empty bed, right now.] I can fix the ice problem, though, as luck would have it. Ta-da.
[He extends his hand out to her so she can see even in the low light, where frost crawls around the broad side of his palm and up his fingers, like snow clinging to his skin. Ice acquired, he sets the back of his hand sloppily against his eye.
He could have just healed it, but that seems to be the easy way out.]
Mages. We're good for something after all!