[ Julie doesn't really know what to say -- she's never known anyone who grew up like Nadine did. Oh sure, she knew orphans, usually kids whose parents were troubled or died in accidents of some kind, but they were almost invariably sent to another family member: a grandparent, an aunt and uncle, that kind of thing. Where she's from was simply so small and rural and poor, there weren't people out there to take on kids that weren't blood. Children that needed to be in that system were taken far away to be placed.
She sighs, pushes the bottle back to Nadine. It's not that she doesn't understand that Nadine wants baby steps; she gets it. It's just that, if learning magic has taught Julie anything, it's that holding stuff in can have disastrous effects. ]
Y'know what new thing you can try next? Clothes that don't make you look like you're tryin' to hide your entire body in a blanket.
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She sighs, pushes the bottle back to Nadine. It's not that she doesn't understand that Nadine wants baby steps; she gets it. It's just that, if learning magic has taught Julie anything, it's that holding stuff in can have disastrous effects. ]
Y'know what new thing you can try next? Clothes that don't make you look like you're tryin' to hide your entire body in a blanket.