[ as the magic between them interacts, yennefer feels the tug of it. the interweaving that happens between the two. wanda's magic, her control of her own chaos, it's different than yennefer's own - the force and the movement, the edges and the tone - but it feels so innately wanda that even if yennefer has never felt chaos quite like this, she feels like she's known it for years.
wanda smiles lightly at her, says it's strong magic, and yennefer matches the smile in return. feels her own hands squeeze at the other woman's. ]
Yours, too. [ a small admission that this may be the first time yennefer has truly understood the shape and size of wanda's. before, her understanding had been limited - her senses dulled due to her disconnect from her chaos - but now?
now she understands. now she knows the signature. now she can see what is wanda's and what may or may not be tinged with something else. yennefer doesn't have the background to know what may or may not be the singularity's influence, so she decides not to comment, but there's something curious filtered through there. ]
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wanda smiles lightly at her, says it's strong magic, and yennefer matches the smile in return. feels her own hands squeeze at the other woman's. ]
Yours, too. [ a small admission that this may be the first time yennefer has truly understood the shape and size of wanda's. before, her understanding had been limited - her senses dulled due to her disconnect from her chaos - but now?
now she understands. now she knows the signature. now she can see what is wanda's and what may or may not be tinged with something else. yennefer doesn't have the background to know what may or may not be the singularity's influence, so she decides not to comment, but there's something curious filtered through there. ]