"M... magic?" The little girl's voice is small enough that it almost gets lost in the ambient noise.
Connor tilts his head, offering her an encouraging smile. "She will heal you with magic," he confirms. At least--this is what he's been led to understand. If it turns out this world's twisted logic will choose now to correct itself, of all times, then he'll probably have more than one issue on his hands.
The little girl thinks it over, before reluctantly nodding. Connor steals a glance at Sabriel, and when he eases the little girl onto the bench, she doesn't resist.
As soon as this is done, Connor takes three large steps back, moving behind Sabriel. He's trying to be unobtrusive, but the little girl's eyes widen, and she looks afraid, turning huge eyes on to Sabriel.
"... What're you gonna do?" she mumbles fearfully.
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Connor tilts his head, offering her an encouraging smile. "She will heal you with magic," he confirms. At least--this is what he's been led to understand. If it turns out this world's twisted logic will choose now to correct itself, of all times, then he'll probably have more than one issue on his hands.
The little girl thinks it over, before reluctantly nodding. Connor steals a glance at Sabriel, and when he eases the little girl onto the bench, she doesn't resist.
As soon as this is done, Connor takes three large steps back, moving behind Sabriel. He's trying to be unobtrusive, but the little girl's eyes widen, and she looks afraid, turning huge eyes on to Sabriel.
"... What're you gonna do?" she mumbles fearfully.