[Can he feel the magic? Illarion's expression grows more distant still as he reaches for some sensation that tells him there's magic present. Is there a faint indistinct warmth where Nehan's hand touches his?
He can't tell. And--
Then Nehan breaks his fingers. The crunch of shattering bone is unmistakeable.
The shrike blinks once, unperturbed.] Now I certainly can feel it.
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He can't tell. And--
Then Nehan breaks his fingers. The crunch of shattering bone is unmistakeable.
The shrike blinks once, unperturbed.] Now I certainly can feel it.
[Remarkable, actually.]