The gears turned, careful, uncertain. She plotted out the journey and the circumstances, the ideal scenario for such a thing. Her gaze, while it remained on his, seemed briefly distant. At length, that sharpness came back, fixed on his face. And then, slowly, Devyn stood, the motion fluid and careful. She gestured with her unadorned hand. "Eat. Put that shirt on. You'll need to be ready to go if they grant your request."
The transport, the clearances, the time... She would work on that. Devyn looked back at Waver briefly and, once more, gestured. Magic brushed over his skin like the warmth of a tender hand, stitching up the cut on his lip. "You'll have some time before someone comes to put you back." She bent and retrieved the rod. No use leaving it here for him to try to inspect and take apart.
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The gears turned, careful, uncertain. She plotted out the journey and the circumstances, the ideal scenario for such a thing. Her gaze, while it remained on his, seemed briefly distant. At length, that sharpness came back, fixed on his face. And then, slowly, Devyn stood, the motion fluid and careful. She gestured with her unadorned hand. "Eat. Put that shirt on. You'll need to be ready to go if they grant your request."
The transport, the clearances, the time... She would work on that. Devyn looked back at Waver briefly and, once more, gestured. Magic brushed over his skin like the warmth of a tender hand, stitching up the cut on his lip. "You'll have some time before someone comes to put you back." She bent and retrieved the rod. No use leaving it here for him to try to inspect and take apart.