[PQ+] ice has a magic can’t be controlled

because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing

Oliver's sudden spout of commands is rather unexpected, but you take it in stride. Nodding at Oia - who you would rather not be separated from all things considered, but not your circus not your monkeys - you settle onto the carpet and look at Oliver, waiting for him to give his assessment of the situation.

At least Oia is asking good questions. You lean forward, trying to hear the answers from your perch around the corner, somewhat disappointed to be regaled to the background but determined to observe as best you can.

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As instructed, Kai stays put

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