[As soon as his ears picked up that one was the real thing, it ... shifted. And again... and again... it was this constant thing, back and forth. She wasn't able to speak, but somehow, all of the signs that pointed which was real just seemed to flicker between her person, almost like Schrodinger's cat. What her darkblood did to her powers was a strange thing.
They looked at each other and then at him, tapping their lips before one typed.]
As long as you're not going to kill me. I might have something to "say" about that.
[But? She did seem to be willing to hear him out. She was starting to get an idea what was coming, and ... it wouldn't be the first time.]
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They looked at each other and then at him, tapping their lips before one typed.]
As long as you're not going to kill me.
I might have something to "say" about that.
[But? She did seem to be willing to hear him out. She was starting to get an idea what was coming, and ... it wouldn't be the first time.]