(It's fine. All she needs is enough trust to get away with casting something on him she hasn't used in a long time; she gives his hand a gentle squeeze, and uses the point of familiar contact to help ground herself.
It should hopefully feel like a warm blanket settling across the top of him, muffling all the sound in his brain. It's a careful, complicated bit of protection and it takes Lucretia a solid minute to set it properly.)
There. That should buy you twenty-four hours, (she says eventually, yawning hugely.) Did it work?
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It should hopefully feel like a warm blanket settling across the top of him, muffling all the sound in his brain. It's a careful, complicated bit of protection and it takes Lucretia a solid minute to set it properly.)
There. That should buy you twenty-four hours, (she says eventually, yawning hugely.) Did it work?