[As Wilhelm folds into the chair, he wonders if the "old friend" is Wanda. She was the one who pointed him in Stephen's direction in the first place. And the last time he'd seen her...she wasn't all right at all. Half of him wants to dig for information, and half of him wants to bury the incident so deep his memory can't find it anymore. In the end, he shies away from all the questions he isn't sure he wants to ask.]
Then I hope she's doing better. Your friend.
[Sincerity weighs down what might otherwise be a polite nothing. Clearing his throat, he presses ahead to the matter at hand.]
I was practicing how to dismiss the fire at will.
[It is...a work in progress. He usually gets there, but it takes a few tries.]
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Then I hope she's doing better. Your friend.
[Sincerity weighs down what might otherwise be a polite nothing. Clearing his throat, he presses ahead to the matter at hand.]
I was practicing how to dismiss the fire at will.
[It is...a work in progress. He usually gets there, but it takes a few tries.]