[Bartimaeus' expressions twist into alarm, confusion spreading across her face. She traces the path of the bird, jaw dropped all the same. That was no fancy glamour woven around her, she changed her form.]
Since when could you do that? [First she bellies up to magic, now shows off a bit of spirit work here. Was it a side effect? Ptolemy surely couldn't change form after... part of the feebleness of his body came from him continually trying, his own essence to accustomed used to the Other Place to sit properly back into heavy meat and bones.
Immediately, he checks how she looks on the seventh plane.1]
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[Bartimaeus' expressions twist into alarm, confusion spreading across her face. She traces the path of the bird, jaw dropped all the same. That was no fancy glamour woven around her, she changed her form.]
Since when could you do that? [First she bellies up to magic, now shows off a bit of spirit work here. Was it a side effect? Ptolemy surely couldn't change form after... part of the feebleness of his body came from him continually trying, his own essence to accustomed used to the Other Place to sit properly back into heavy meat and bones.
Immediately, he checks how she looks on the seventh plane.1]
When could you do that?