(She watches Cisco carefully as he processes this. It must be another aspect of the flower... to ground him, perhaps? It would be awful, if he were to become intensely suspicious of everything around him. Lucretia's presence seems to be the only thing from keeping Cisco from flipping out entirely. She's reminded forcibly, unpleasantly, of the kiss bubbles. Designed to bring two people closer together by means of strange circumstances, but ultimately harmless.
Hmm.)
Okay.
(She'll keep this in mind! For now, her expression softens a little at Cisco's tiny, awkward smile.) In any case; thank you. And I hope that this works.
(Mind blank is an eighth level spell, and is no small feat to cast. It takes Lucretia a good thirty seconds to center her thoughts correctly. Her hand is still resting lightly on Cisco's shoulder, and she gives it a gentle squeeze; it helps, to have the point of contact. It should feel like his paranoid thoughts are being muffled, slowly wiped away as she casts.)
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Hmm.)
Okay.
(She'll keep this in mind! For now, her expression softens a little at Cisco's tiny, awkward smile.) In any case; thank you. And I hope that this works.
(Mind blank is an eighth level spell, and is no small feat to cast. It takes Lucretia a good thirty seconds to center her thoughts correctly. Her hand is still resting lightly on Cisco's shoulder, and she gives it a gentle squeeze; it helps, to have the point of contact. It should feel like his paranoid thoughts are being muffled, slowly wiped away as she casts.)