Oh, man, that's a way better analogy. Yeah. Carrier pigeons, but with fluffy tails.
I mean it, though. I know you might not trust me and that's--I'm not asking you to change your opinion. But if you're in a bind, I mean... you've seen it. I'm a Magician. I want to be there for you.
[Diarmuid's quiet for a long moment, looking at his tea and considering the man's words with careful, earnest attention. Honestly, his stomach is in knots — relieved ones, in some strange way, like someone who has just finished a roller coaster ride at that park. It's not hard to imagine the man in front of him uses his power for good, even after seeing what he'd seen, but he also thinks if he saw that power blossom in front of him again he might hide in a panic.
But perhaps it will not always be that way. And perhaps it is a fear he can learn... to force himself to overcome. He's had to do it here before; he'll have to do it again. After a moment and a deep breath through his nose, he nods.]
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I mean it, though. I know you might not trust me and that's--I'm not asking you to change your opinion. But if you're in a bind, I mean... you've seen it. I'm a Magician. I want to be there for you.
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But perhaps it will not always be that way. And perhaps it is a fear he can learn... to force himself to overcome. He's had to do it here before; he'll have to do it again. After a moment and a deep breath through his nose, he nods.]
... I'll remember.