(Lucretia's very aware of his nervousness now, and she watches his head whip about towards something in the distance she can't quite make out... he's squinting suspiciously into the distance. It doesn't help her feel any better. He wouldn't be obsessively checking everything around them if it weren't for the... flower. The one that she swapped with him.
Which one did he give her? She'd just been holding it. She glances down between them, lifting her shoe to stare at the crumpled blossom underfoot.
It's really hard to ignore the guilt crawling in her stomach.)
I know, but I could have– (No, that's– it's not a thing? She's anxious because of the flower. Paranoid. She thinks. It's a working theory. Cisco's abrupt suggestion to leave the festival altogether cuts through all her confusion, and she nods immediately, relieved.) Okay.
(Nothing can get Cisco if they go anywhere safe. Lucretia's trying to remind herself that she's a very powerful wizard, that anything would have to have to get through a whole lot of something if it wanted to hurt Cisco. She almost misses his next question.) I'm fine. I'm fine, I just need to make sure you're safe.
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Which one did he give her? She'd just been holding it. She glances down between them, lifting her shoe to stare at the crumpled blossom underfoot.
It's really hard to ignore the guilt crawling in her stomach.)
I know, but I could have– (No, that's– it's not a thing? She's anxious because of the flower. Paranoid. She thinks. It's a working theory. Cisco's abrupt suggestion to leave the festival altogether cuts through all her confusion, and she nods immediately, relieved.) Okay.
(Nothing can get Cisco if they go anywhere safe. Lucretia's trying to remind herself that she's a very powerful wizard, that anything would have to have to get through a whole lot of something if it wanted to hurt Cisco. She almost misses his next question.) I'm fine. I'm fine, I just need to make sure you're safe.