[ Cisco looks over his shoulder at the guy in question, even as Lucretia is steering him away. But there's no hesitation, in the way he clings to Lucretia's arm. A reluctance to stop staring at the guy, keeping an eye on him, but not to let her redirect him. ]
Yeah, of course I am. [ He looks back at Lucretia, a small furrow between his brows. ] Why? Do you think the flower did something to me?
[ That must be it. He'd thought that the flower did nothing at all, but clearly something is wrong, something that only Lucretia had spotted. Probably because she was so good at magic. He's lucky, to have a friend like her. ]
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Yeah, of course I am. [ He looks back at Lucretia, a small furrow between his brows. ] Why? Do you think the flower did something to me?
[ That must be it. He'd thought that the flower did nothing at all, but clearly something is wrong, something that only Lucretia had spotted. Probably because she was so good at magic. He's lucky, to have a friend like her. ]
Can you undo it?