[The surge of protectiveness she feels surprises her - this is a man grown, not one of her boys, but thinking of him when he was a child . . . well, she can't help herself.
Apparently she can't help the effects of her emotions, either. There's a small coffee table to the right of the chair she's sitting in, and right now it's wrapped in an impenetrable, iridescent bubble.]
I'm sure people have told you all the platitudes before, but I still regret that you've had to suffer that.
Forgive me for changing the subject, but . . . do you know how to reverse the effects of this emotion-magic? Dunamis, isn't it?
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[The surge of protectiveness she feels surprises her - this is a man grown, not one of her boys, but thinking of him when he was a child . . . well, she can't help herself.
Apparently she can't help the effects of her emotions, either. There's a small coffee table to the right of the chair she's sitting in, and right now it's wrapped in an impenetrable, iridescent bubble.]
I'm sure people have told you all the platitudes before, but I still regret that you've had to suffer that.
Forgive me for changing the subject, but . . . do you know how to reverse the effects of this emotion-magic? Dunamis, isn't it?