[ Once Bastien catches the end of the cigarette in the flame, Marcus ducks the short way down to properly ignite with a quick and practiced breath before settling back. ]
He's a mage, [ feels right to say, after a second. Some flicker of an old memory, some snippet of a thing that Bastien did not say but his partner said, once, and maybe it has him study Bastien a little more deliberately as he continues. ] We're giving him magebane for the evenings, not so for the day, but he's stated that whatever this urge is, it prefers knives over spellwork.
[ He doesn't ask if Bastien has his own supply on hand, in case that turns out to be false. That would be a bridge too far, and he assumes the man is clever enough to not need it so spelled out. ]
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[ Once Bastien catches the end of the cigarette in the flame, Marcus ducks the short way down to properly ignite with a quick and practiced breath before settling back. ]
He's a mage, [ feels right to say, after a second. Some flicker of an old memory, some snippet of a thing that Bastien did not say but his partner said, once, and maybe it has him study Bastien a little more deliberately as he continues. ] We're giving him magebane for the evenings, not so for the day, but he's stated that whatever this urge is, it prefers knives over spellwork.
[ He doesn't ask if Bastien has his own supply on hand, in case that turns out to be false. That would be a bridge too far, and he assumes the man is clever enough to not need it so spelled out. ]