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Amun smirked, a little bit of his old spirit coming back to him. ”Happy to blame the Fae for pretty much anything and everything.” Although his tone wasn’t cheerful, there was a sort of dark humor to it.
As Zariah went on to explain a bit about the silly tradition, the potter raised his eyebrows. "Sure. Why not." Crossing his arms, he gave her a slightly bemused look. "Why in the world would that ever work? What are they even hoping to accomplish?" It was clear that the Ascended didn't really believe in the efficacy of this particular custom. However, he fell silent as he waited to hear if there was actual logic behind it or just superstitious nonsense.
As Zariah went on to explain a bit about the silly tradition, the potter raised his eyebrows. "Sure. Why not." Crossing his arms, he gave her a slightly bemused look. "Why in the world would that ever work? What are they even hoping to accomplish?" It was clear that the Ascended didn't really believe in the efficacy of this particular custom. However, he fell silent as he waited to hear if there was actual logic behind it or just superstitious nonsense.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
