but it's just concentrated light with none of the offensive power, so presumably his fingers could pass through it. it might be a little bit warm, but otherwise it just feels like... air. ]
[ she already knew he isn't familiar with magic (lol) so she knew it wouldn't have the same associations it has from her home. it's still nice to hear. ]
In my kingdom, magic is "evil." If nothing else, it's been nice to hear otherwise from so many people.
[ okay she definitely doesn't understand the context of all of that, but she does understand light and dark. and the way that they can be used as both metaphors and literal things at the same time.
but - she also knows that this memory isn't 'luke's' so... her glow dissipates into nothing and she sets a hand on his arm. ]
... Are you alright?
[ she's trying to gauge his reaction to that memory before saying too much. ]
[He looks... not painfully stunned, but still pretty stunned? He's kind of just staring into the middle distance for a second or two, but startles into focus when she touches his arm.]
I'm... Yeah. [He frowns.] That stuff again... It really is like a dream...
[He opens his mouth, but then pauses with thought and closes it again. "They"--like he can't tell that looked exactly like him. But... when he was younger. Bizarre.
Dreams can happen that way, though. Dreaming of your younger self, only in some fantastical situation. He will just keep going like it isn't him.]
...I still feel the same, I guess. About what I said to you. Being afraid... just makes it worse in the end. He can't... control darkness by running from it. He has to accept it, and not forget... there's light inside him, too. You can use them both.
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but it's just concentrated light with none of the offensive power, so presumably his fingers could pass through it. it might be a little bit warm, but otherwise it just feels like... air. ]
... Is it frightening?
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No. [He is very quick to say this, but he doesn't say it meanly.] It feels like... light.
How you would think it feels.
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In my kingdom, magic is "evil." If nothing else, it's been nice to hear otherwise from so many people.
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[His brows pinch. Gonna have to respectfully disagree. (Why? Why, though? He said magic wasn't real.) It's not.
It's...]
It... can be used for evil probably. But that isn't the magic. It's because someone decided to use it that way.
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[ ... ]
Though it doesn't change that there's good reason to fear it.
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I don't think you should be afraid of... what you don't understand. That just makes it worse in the end.
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I don't think you're evil. I think people are just afraid.
[And--pop!--she gets... a memory (until about 15:00ish)?]
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but - she also knows that this memory isn't 'luke's' so... her glow dissipates into nothing and she sets a hand on his arm. ]
... Are you alright?
[ she's trying to gauge his reaction to that memory before saying too much. ]
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I'm... Yeah. [He frowns.] That stuff again... It really is like a dream...
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[But he sort of touches the place over his heart with a hand kind of like ????? anyway.]
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So what did you make of it? The discussion they were having, I mean.
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Dreams can happen that way, though. Dreaming of your younger self, only in some fantastical situation. He will just keep going like it isn't him.]
...I still feel the same, I guess. About what I said to you. Being afraid... just makes it worse in the end. He can't... control darkness by running from it. He has to accept it, and not forget... there's light inside him, too. You can use them both.
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I had to learn this before I could control my own magic.
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It can still be used to do harm. I have to be aware of that - to be sure that it doesn't happen.
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But you seemed ready to handle him. And you had some support?
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Well... I don't think that was really me, but... I guess, yeah. When you think things are bad, your friends are always there. So you're never alone.
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[ but she doesn't really know what to say to that thing about friends, because what the fuck are friends? so that just... hangs there. nailed it. ]
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You can't let a weirdo bully you.
[who let weirdos bully him? THIS GUY (he doesn't know this)]
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I wonder what there is to do about him, then. Perhaps only to defeat him?
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