[From Matt’s shock, Liem can see that none of his friendly Zenite aquaintances have seen fit to mention this particular detail to him, if any of them know about it. Granted, they might not; he doesn’t know how close Matt was with the others in Kenoma, and certainly he hadn’t been eager to talk about his hand when Liem brought it up back in Horos.
He’s not entirely mollified by Matt’s reassurance—Liem doesn’t really agree with the narrative of being bitten by a vampire as just giving up a few blood cells—but the hand atop his is comforting. It also helps that, for perhaps the first time since he brought his worries up, he feels like Matt might not be entirely blowing him off.]
Very well, [he says after a moment’s contemplation. Liem steps back, letting his hands slip away from Matt’s.] As long as you’re taking care.
[They really shouldn’t be standing here to discuss this anyway, he thinks. He should at least shut the stairwell door again, and he moves to do so, stepping over crumpled bodies as he does.]
Your magic—does it feel the same for you now as it did before, in your world?
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He’s not entirely mollified by Matt’s reassurance—Liem doesn’t really agree with the narrative of being bitten by a vampire as just giving up a few blood cells—but the hand atop his is comforting. It also helps that, for perhaps the first time since he brought his worries up, he feels like Matt might not be entirely blowing him off.]
Very well, [he says after a moment’s contemplation. Liem steps back, letting his hands slip away from Matt’s.] As long as you’re taking care.
[They really shouldn’t be standing here to discuss this anyway, he thinks. He should at least shut the stairwell door again, and he moves to do so, stepping over crumpled bodies as he does.]
Your magic—does it feel the same for you now as it did before, in your world?