[ Himeka is not at all expecting such a visceral reaction. Magics are so commonplace in her world and, while some are certainty destructive, most would not find a few balls of fire to be the cause of great distress. (Well, unless they were aware a Black Mage was responsible for them at all, but this is not the case.)
But there's genuine fear in Julie's actions and Himeka, for all her nonchalance at waving her magics around, actually has a moment of reflection. She's used to them being such a boon that scaring someone who was kind enough to offer an invitation to what should be a happy event...well. ]
...I'm sorry.
[ She looks at the empty bottle, then back to Julie. Her tail droops, causing the back of her ghost sheet to deflate a little behind her. ]
I can assure you that I'm a trained mage, but I won't practice it in here.
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But there's genuine fear in Julie's actions and Himeka, for all her nonchalance at waving her magics around, actually has a moment of reflection. She's used to them being such a boon that scaring someone who was kind enough to offer an invitation to what should be a happy event...well. ]
...I'm sorry.
[ She looks at the empty bottle, then back to Julie. Her tail droops, causing the back of her ghost sheet to deflate a little behind her. ]
I can assure you that I'm a trained mage, but I won't practice it in here.