Oh, that's really interesting. I've had a lot of theories about whether or not emotions can be used as transforming conduits for magic, but haven't had a lot of time to study it.
[ He looked up, blinking as he thought back, then: ] Oh! Yeah! The uh - kid who's not a kid, yeah? He-- [ A pause. A slight wince. ] Seemed... nice? [ He's lying through his teeth but he's trying to be kind. ]
He and Mingyu seem to, uh, get along...? [ A lie, a lie, but maybe a hopeful one. He clears his throat and goes back to his drawing, writing 'Vanya' underneath the little drawing. ]
Vanya. There, now I won't forget. Probably.
[ He wet his lips and then started to scribble notes, but this time they were not in a language that even the translator could help with - mostly because this was a personal code rather than a language. ]
Do you have trouble with it? [ A pause, before he looks up and explains: ] The emotion part, I mean. That's gotta be rough, right? That would be like if my magic went whack every time I felt stressed, which would just be - yeah. Not good. Would not enjoy that. I can make you tea, if you like? I made some for Archie. Archeval, I mean. He seems to have some anger issues, so I was like, man, you just need some calming tea. I make a mean calming tea.
[ He looked back at his chalk marking and started drawing again. ]
So, when you used altered sound waves (probably) to stop bullets, what caused it? I mean, what was the set up that led to that specific interaction? Were you stressed? Worried about someone? Protecting yourself, or someone else? Was it a conscious or unconscious casting?
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[ He looked up, blinking as he thought back, then: ] Oh! Yeah! The uh - kid who's not a kid, yeah? He-- [ A pause. A slight wince. ] Seemed... nice? [ He's lying through his teeth but he's trying to be kind. ]
He and Mingyu seem to, uh, get along...? [ A lie, a lie, but maybe a hopeful one. He clears his throat and goes back to his drawing, writing 'Vanya' underneath the little drawing. ]
Vanya. There, now I won't forget. Probably.
[ He wet his lips and then started to scribble notes, but this time they were not in a language that even the translator could help with - mostly because this was a personal code rather than a language. ]
Do you have trouble with it? [ A pause, before he looks up and explains: ] The emotion part, I mean. That's gotta be rough, right? That would be like if my magic went whack every time I felt stressed, which would just be - yeah. Not good. Would not enjoy that. I can make you tea, if you like? I made some for Archie. Archeval, I mean. He seems to have some anger issues, so I was like, man, you just need some calming tea. I make a mean calming tea.
[ He looked back at his chalk marking and started drawing again. ]
So, when you used altered sound waves (probably) to stop bullets, what caused it? I mean, what was the set up that led to that specific interaction? Were you stressed? Worried about someone? Protecting yourself, or someone else? Was it a conscious or unconscious casting?