Asks Quentin, as he steps nervously into her temple. He doesn't know what the hell he's doing, isn't even completely sure what he's doing here at this very moment, if he wants someone to answer him.
"I can figure out the mechanics of the door on my own."
He promises, and draws in a breath, trying a little magic instead. He twists his hands, trying to find enough of a purchase in the space to create a lens. He pinchis his forefinger and thumb to make a loop to peer through, to try to understand the mechanics of the space.
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Asks Quentin, as he steps nervously into her temple. He doesn't know what the hell he's doing, isn't even completely sure what he's doing here at this very moment, if he wants someone to answer him.
voice because she mean
The response comes from his phone, clear and bored.
"What do you want?"
Did you hear her roll her eyes? Because she did.
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Looking around the ceiling, taking in the architecture.
"So how hard am I barking up the wrong tree?"
voice
Honestly.
"Clarification on what."
voice
Stepping back, making a slow circle as he addresses the space.
"Magic, psychic, high tech-"
voice
THANKS, CONFUSION. SO HELPFUL."You're here because you got snatched up by the Door. And no, I'm not going to tell you anything about jt. Ask Sorrow."
voice
He promises, and draws in a breath, trying a little magic instead. He twists his hands, trying to find enough of a purchase in the space to create a lens. He pinchis his forefinger and thumb to make a loop to peer through, to try to understand the mechanics of the space.
voice
"That is astoundingly stupid." That kind of awed. "The Door really outdid itself this time.
"You're wasting my time. Go talk to Sorrow if you want to know about the Door. I don't have answers for you."
voice
Wonders Quentin, and shakes his hand out. Not magic in the classical sense from his world, then. Interesting.
"All right. That's what I came for. Thanks for the time."