The hug is a little surprising, but after a moment, Pod melts into it, sniffling as she holds back tears that threaten again. It’s embarrassing to cry so, and the music just seems to make everything so much worse.
So she focuses on Hermione’s voice, and breathes slow and deep, the way she was taught to call up her magic. She reaches for good memories, focusing on Kiga and Conor and Linden, and to her surprise, when she manages to hold onto them and the good feelings, those feelings rise up a like a tide. The sudden shift makes her head spin, and she laughs for a moment, sounding more confused than mirthful.
“What is it? I— I tried something for curses and it didn’t work. And I’m sure it cannot be Gull. Almost. I just— how do I get rid of it? There must be a way to stop it, for everyone.”
Getting rid of it is almost as important as finding out what it is, though Pod is sure discovering the latter would make the first easier. Well, harder or easier, what matters is doing it. If this continues— Pod doesn’t want to think on how terrible things could end up. This must be some kind of dark magic, surely?
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So she focuses on Hermione’s voice, and breathes slow and deep, the way she was taught to call up her magic. She reaches for good memories, focusing on Kiga and Conor and Linden, and to her surprise, when she manages to hold onto them and the good feelings, those feelings rise up a like a tide. The sudden shift makes her head spin, and she laughs for a moment, sounding more confused than mirthful.
“What is it? I— I tried something for curses and it didn’t work. And I’m sure it cannot be Gull. Almost. I just— how do I get rid of it? There must be a way to stop it, for everyone.”
Getting rid of it is almost as important as finding out what it is, though Pod is sure discovering the latter would make the first easier. Well, harder or easier, what matters is doing it. If this continues— Pod doesn’t want to think on how terrible things could end up. This must be some kind of dark magic, surely?