Rachel hadn't smiled much in weeks, not since Kist. But now, at the sound of a child warning her about staining her hands of all things, she couldn't help a tiny smile as she turned to look up at the little girl.
"Thanks for the warning," she said, standing up and brushing her hands on her strange clothes. "But I've got a lot more than some funny stains working with plants before." Like the smell of burnt amber coating her whole being from going into the Ever After, the dark tinge to her aura...
She shook that away, forcing herself to grin warmly so that the kid wouldn't worry. She knew she hurt everyone around her, but she didn't want them to be afraid. "Do you know if they can do anything else? Like...for medicine, or something? I've never seen them before." Being a witch--a witch who had been able to use leyline magic, even unconsciously, before puberty--meant she didn't underestimate someone just because of their age.
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"Thanks for the warning," she said, standing up and brushing her hands on her strange clothes. "But I've got a lot more than some funny stains working with plants before." Like the smell of burnt amber coating her whole being from going into the Ever After, the dark tinge to her aura...
She shook that away, forcing herself to grin warmly so that the kid wouldn't worry. She knew she hurt everyone around her, but she didn't want them to be afraid. "Do you know if they can do anything else? Like...for medicine, or something? I've never seen them before." Being a witch--a witch who had been able to use leyline magic, even unconsciously, before puberty--meant she didn't underestimate someone just because of their age.