[ Zhou Zishu watches her pick her careful way closer with something like interest, apparently unconcerned with the unstable footing himself. Once she settles, he drifts a bit closer himself, almost impossibly light over the roofing tiles.
He comes to a stop a fair distance away, still standing but looking out into the same direction she is, rather than at her. Its easier for people to talk that way, sometimes. And the view is rather good. ]
Alright. I am asking you. [ So deadpan. ] Why is the magic so important?
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He comes to a stop a fair distance away, still standing but looking out into the same direction she is, rather than at her. Its easier for people to talk that way, sometimes. And the view is rather good. ]
Alright. I am asking you. [ So deadpan. ] Why is the magic so important?