[And like that, it's over and done with. Except it isn't, not really, a million dangling threads between still hanging and untended. If Stephen walks away now, he walks away from a problem still not solvedโsomething that goes against the grain of his very personalityโand for a moment, he hesitates.
But the request cements itself, known in the tiredness of his brow, the way that he steps back and away, hands raising not to convince her otherwise, but to cast the easy motions of a basic spell.]
Until next time, Wanda.
[He can at least leave her with that promise: no doubt that heโll see her again. Maybe then they can smooth down these rough edges, or make them more jagged than before. Itโs about a fifty-fifty chance at this rate, struggling to find common ground that wonโt give under the weight of their opposing viewpoints.
His magic spreads, revealing that hidden door, outlined sharply against the falling snow. It swings open as he approaches, exiting, and closes behind him without the sorcerer bothering to look back.]
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But the request cements itself, known in the tiredness of his brow, the way that he steps back and away, hands raising not to convince her otherwise, but to cast the easy motions of a basic spell.]
Until next time, Wanda.
[He can at least leave her with that promise: no doubt that heโll see her again. Maybe then they can smooth down these rough edges, or make them more jagged than before. Itโs about a fifty-fifty chance at this rate, struggling to find common ground that wonโt give under the weight of their opposing viewpoints.
His magic spreads, revealing that hidden door, outlined sharply against the falling snow. It swings open as he approaches, exiting, and closes behind him without the sorcerer bothering to look back.]