["no such thing as magic". She throws him a look over her shoulder like he's just said he doesn't believe in breathing air]
What? ...Although you're not wrong about stress. And nervousness. It's not a pleasant town, this one.
[there's a set of closed double doors at the end of the hall. She heads towards them without leaving him behind, listening carefully around them and trying not to feel too irritated by how slow he is. He can't help it.]
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What? ...Although you're not wrong about stress. And nervousness. It's not a pleasant town, this one.
[there's a set of closed double doors at the end of the hall. She heads towards them without leaving him behind, listening carefully around them and trying not to feel too irritated by how slow he is. He can't help it.]