[He sniffles, still trying to adjust to the warm air, and before he can continue speaking, he can feel it building up into a sneeze... which escapes into his sleeve as he raises his arm to block it.]
Ah, my apologies. I do believe the cold is something for which I shall never be rid of my incompatibility. [Now, where were they? Ah, yes, magick.] I, too, feel even more at a loss without my spellbook. Had this happened after the training we are to receive, mayhap we could have a means to combat it.
[He looks at the other boy, shivering to death, and then down the hallway.]
Come, there ought to be something we can do to hasten our recovery. A kitchen, perhaps? I should be glad for a warm cup of tea right now.
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[He sniffles, still trying to adjust to the warm air, and before he can continue speaking, he can feel it building up into a sneeze... which escapes into his sleeve as he raises his arm to block it.]
Ah, my apologies. I do believe the cold is something for which I shall never be rid of my incompatibility. [Now, where were they? Ah, yes, magick.] I, too, feel even more at a loss without my spellbook. Had this happened after the training we are to receive, mayhap we could have a means to combat it.
[He looks at the other boy, shivering to death, and then down the hallway.]
Come, there ought to be something we can do to hasten our recovery. A kitchen, perhaps? I should be glad for a warm cup of tea right now.