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"Likewise."
A pause.
"Did you mean a lunch, or...?"
[ He sobers fairly quickly. ] I was wondering if you had any prior experience with magic. Any reason to trust it.
You can't move for someone in Etheria twinkling at you, darling.
[A sigh.]
Magic is like a stick. You can use it to build a bridge or break an arm - it depends on who's using it.
What do you need to trust it to do?
I understand it's one of the services we offer, yes. Bring it in and I'll see what I can do.
The rules are that the needles don't leave the room, darling. But rules are flexible, if you're happy to owe me a favor.
I'm risking a little trouble for you, so you should be happy to risk a little for me in future. That's how owing a favor works, mm?
Hey.
"Hello, darling."
Trouble is sprawled across the top of a chest of drawers, reading a book which they set down when Tess appears.
"You've been in the wars, haven't you."
“No war, just a warning shot,” she replies, smoothly. “Figured I wouldn’t trouble the infirmary twice in one month.”
Don't suppose you caught Miss Tiffany's post. About the shields.
"They'd be fretting terribly about you if they knew," Trouble concedes, body unfolding as they slide down to ground level. "Anyone I should be taking pains to avoid?"
“He won’t trouble you,” she replies, smoothly. “I don’t think you’d like his wardrobe though.”
As a matter of fact, I did. Your concerns?
Do you need a reason beyond 'I don't want to get stabbed', darling?
A little wry: ] Magic makes me twitchy.
"That's statistically likely," they drawl, and go rummaging for a sewing kit. "I'm sure I strike you as someone who stays out of trouble, anyway."
I personally am less twitchy about magic than about stabbing, but I'm also reasonably confident that I can stay out of this person's way.
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