I haven't used it to its very limits in a long time, so— [she shrugs; her magic use does get tiring, but she's grown stronger in doing so. some things are automatic, while others require more focus. regardless,] Small spells aren't tiring.

[plus, magic on autopilot.

when he offers a more thoughtful reasoning as to why he wants to do this, wanda falls in step with him and gently curves her hand around his arm. she gives him a hard time a lot, but she cares for him a great deal—and wanting to beat solitude and the pain of being forgotten? she understands that.]

You would be remembered.

[by her, by himeka, by the other natives of solvunn who have come to know him.]

And missed, too.

[perhaps this whole trip to creating a shrine is about being sentimental. it's probably better not too think too hard on these things. she lets go of his arm just so it's easier to walk at a steady pace.

in any case—]

You do remember seeing that thing at the shrine, though, right? Nothing much may have happened, but I think we haven't delved deep enough into what it is.