[ Amos looks over at her injured leg, back to her face. It's the same, analytical gaze as before, like he's figuring out a puzzle — no judgment, no commentary, just. Alright. She's told him what she needs; it won't pose any harm to him; he'll do it, no questions asked.
After more than a year with it, he's gotten more than good enough with his gravity magic to focus on a specific area. So Hayame will find her lower half growing lighter, the pressure easing on the injured leg in particular, until there's nothing weighing it down. (It'll affect her tail, too; send it splayed out and free, unbound and unconstrained from the gravity that would have been keeping it in place before.)
And then he reaches for her hands, using the combination of her lighter weight and his proportional strength to help bring her back up to her other feet, pleasantly chatty as he does so now that they have a direction, and letting her use as much of him as support as she wants. ]
Y'know weight's just a measurement of how much gravitational force is being exerted on us? So I guess it is weight magic, huh. Me turning that part of you weightless is just me shutting off gravity's effects on you there. Same thing as when we went flying — because we're so small we felt gravity increase on us that much more and ended up weighing, shit, I don't know how much heavier than normal. That's why I extricated myself from it. It was like going back up into space; you experience forces like that for too long and your blood'll pool in your lower extremities, depriving your brain of oxygen. And then you'll die.
[ Physics! And a substantial part of what the class warfare of his canon is based on. A beat as he looks up at her, up towards the top of the soil mountain where maybe a sliver of a window of the outside world will let in fresh air for them, show them where they need to dig in order to get free. ]
I make myself weightless, I don't gotta deal with any of that. I make that part of you weightless, you don't gotta deal with it for the moment. As long as I'm around I can maintain it for you, at least. Multi-task.
[ As long as he's around, because like, there's a limit to how much he's going to help her. This, right here and now, is just common decency, and he's plenty fine with fulfilling that much. ]
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After more than a year with it, he's gotten more than good enough with his gravity magic to focus on a specific area. So Hayame will find her lower half growing lighter, the pressure easing on the injured leg in particular, until there's nothing weighing it down. (It'll affect her tail, too; send it splayed out and free, unbound and unconstrained from the gravity that would have been keeping it in place before.)
And then he reaches for her hands, using the combination of her lighter weight and his proportional strength to help bring her back up to her other feet, pleasantly chatty as he does so now that they have a direction, and letting her use as much of him as support as she wants. ]
Y'know weight's just a measurement of how much gravitational force is being exerted on us? So I guess it is weight magic, huh. Me turning that part of you weightless is just me shutting off gravity's effects on you there. Same thing as when we went flying — because we're so small we felt gravity increase on us that much more and ended up weighing, shit, I don't know how much heavier than normal. That's why I extricated myself from it. It was like going back up into space; you experience forces like that for too long and your blood'll pool in your lower extremities, depriving your brain of oxygen. And then you'll die.
[ Physics! And a substantial part of what the class warfare of his canon is based on. A beat as he looks up at her, up towards the top of the soil mountain where maybe a sliver of a window of the outside world will let in fresh air for them, show them where they need to dig in order to get free. ]
I make myself weightless, I don't gotta deal with any of that. I make that part of you weightless, you don't gotta deal with it for the moment. As long as I'm around I can maintain it for you, at least. Multi-task.
[ As long as he's around, because like, there's a limit to how much he's going to help her. This, right here and now, is just common decency, and he's plenty fine with fulfilling that much. ]