[Another note comes up. Fast. "You won't die. I won't let him, you wont let him. There has to be a way, I'm sorry that I was more concerned with my own struggles. I should have thought to address this from the start."
The words are in red at let, and let him, and there's a strong shift in the lettering. And he leans back, trying to push back anything in his mind but thoughts and focus, he has to get this done for his companion's sake.
"I want you to wait for a text from me."
He doesn't know if his magic can alter a SmartSnail, or if it's pointless to try. But if he doesn't try he's doing a disservice to his counterpart. So he focuses, and that dark magic swirls around his poor confused SmartSnail. Quiet, hidden, darkness, alone, mist, every word and feeling for isolation and concealment possible coming up from his mind to his magic.]
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The words are in red at let, and let him, and there's a strong shift in the lettering. And he leans back, trying to push back anything in his mind but thoughts and focus, he has to get this done for his companion's sake.
"I want you to wait for a text from me."
He doesn't know if his magic can alter a SmartSnail, or if it's pointless to try. But if he doesn't try he's doing a disservice to his counterpart. So he focuses, and that dark magic swirls around his poor confused SmartSnail. Quiet, hidden, darkness, alone, mist, every word and feeling for isolation and concealment possible coming up from his mind to his magic.]