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[rathercommon]

[ Not that much effort. ]

You were quiet for - You'd just been in a fight, and then you went completely silent. What was I to think?

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[Oh please, he could have ignored her from the start.]

That some Kirkwall hooligan managed to do more than scratch me? Don't insult me, Miss Jones!

[rathercommon]

Well, I don't know! You were the one complaining about what the anchor shard did to you.

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I could be as weak as a kitten and it would still take five as you to so much as look at me the wrong way. But your concern has been noted.

[rathercommon]

[ What. ]

I'm not concerned. I'm - irritated.

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Oh, is that all? How silly of me.

[rathercommon]

Look, just keep better track of your crystal, won't you? It'll be a lot of trouble if you lose it.

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[A long, meandering 'Mmmhmmm' as if he's hardly listening to her. To be fair, he's also working his way back up the ladder but--]

[rathercommon]

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Anyway. We were talking about names. And magic. And where you come from. And your home.

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Oh! That reminds me-- [in a circuitous fashion that he won't bother explaining]

I've a favor to ask of you.

[rathercommon]

[ ...ugh. ]

Yeah?

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That you keep all of this between the two of us, naturally.

[rathercommon]

[ Oh. ]

Well - Certainly. But - Why?

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Because I'm asking you to.

[rathercommon]

[ She wrinkles her nose. ]

Obviously. But why do you want to keep it secret? Doesn't seem like there's all that much in here that could be dangerous for you.

[ Oh, also - ]

What name are you going by here, anyway?

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[You know, he's just opening his mouth to snip back something about being tired of answering questions and then--]

What?

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[rathercommon]

[ ??????? ]

If names have got power, then - obviously you aren't going to give yours out to people. Are you.

this icon is the new math meme

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Somewhere, there is a djinni wearing the guise of a boy who is opening and closing his mouth like a gasping trout.]

I--

[What.]

What?

makes winona rider confused faces

[rathercommon]

[ Well. That answers the question, she guesses. ]

I guess it's too late now, isn't it.

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[The croak of a half spoken syllable is followed by an interminably long beat of silence.

And then he says a very naughty word indeed.]

[rathercommon]

[ That is quite a word. Kitty sighs, and says, briskly: ]

Well - Magic's different here. So maybe knowing your name doesn't matter for that. And the one one who knows magic like we've got back home is Mandrake, which is easy enough to take care of if necessary.