The silence goes uninterrupted. What answers she may or may not give, he isn't looking to pry. But that doesn't mean he isn't wanting to know. Julie, he understands. Nadine's been much more of a puzzle.
His brows draw together ever so slightly. He's not one to judge, it's true. But there's something about the way she describes it that leaves him with a vague sense of unease. How young? he thinks. He suspects it isn't a question to ask at the moment.
"And now he's not here." It's stated softly. He gets it. Doesn't matter, in the end, the details. It won't change what her husband meant to her, or that he may have been the only one who understood her power, and now he's simply vanished. What was he? Another mage? She might be one, too, without ever realizing it.
He studies her for a second. "Back home, those sensitive to magic often had what we call a conduit moment. They would exhibit some untrained power on their own. Perhaps that's what you experienced as a child."
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His brows draw together ever so slightly. He's not one to judge, it's true. But there's something about the way she describes it that leaves him with a vague sense of unease. How young? he thinks. He suspects it isn't a question to ask at the moment.
"And now he's not here." It's stated softly. He gets it. Doesn't matter, in the end, the details. It won't change what her husband meant to her, or that he may have been the only one who understood her power, and now he's simply vanished. What was he? Another mage? She might be one, too, without ever realizing it.
He studies her for a second. "Back home, those sensitive to magic often had what we call a conduit moment. They would exhibit some untrained power on their own. Perhaps that's what you experienced as a child."