The look she gave him was incredulous. "You just made a bird and a pair of shoes appear outta thin air," she pointed out. "And you're making an umbrella, out of rain. How do you even do that? How does it work, is it like a spell or a mind thing or... No, actually hang on, let's wait with the magic. I'll just loose track."
Breathing deeply again - her hands were shaking a bit, and the rambling was a sure sign of how agitated she was - she made an effort to gather herself. Nodded, when he hesitated.
"Uh, yeah. I don't do well with details plucked out of context. The more scattered things you tell me, the worse it will get. So. The whole picture, please. I can pretend it's a story or something." Haha, maybe. Or she'll be a curled up ball of sobbing hysterics after a few sentences. Who knew, really? Certainly not she.
Breathing deeply again - her hands were shaking a bit, and the rambling was a sure sign of how agitated she was - she made an effort to gather herself. Nodded, when he hesitated.
"Uh, yeah. I don't do well with details plucked out of context. The more scattered things you tell me, the worse it will get. So. The whole picture, please. I can pretend it's a story or something." Haha, maybe. Or she'll be a curled up ball of sobbing hysterics after a few sentences. Who knew, really? Certainly not she.
