[A blustering noise. A sharp scoff. A witheringly witty retort:]
Wouldn't you like to know!
[Alright sure, it's not the sharpest he's ever been but-- but why do you keep doing this, Bartimaeus?! Honestly! You'd think he was under some charge to sit there and listen to her talk for all that he's let her prattle on! He shakes himself. Firmly:]
[A whistling sound, followed by a pop and then nothing at all.
Look, the sending crystal was broken already. Chucking it off the roof and wiping it the rest of the way out with a snappy little detonation is just responsible magical artifact ownership.]
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Oh, sorry, is talking something that's oppressive to you, now? 'Cause you sure do a lot of it, if so.
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Wouldn't you like to know!
[Alright sure, it's not the sharpest he's ever been but-- but why do you keep doing this, Bartimaeus?! Honestly! You'd think he was under some charge to sit there and listen to her talk for all that he's let her prattle on! He shakes himself. Firmly:]
Goodbye, Kitty.
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Look, the sending crystal was broken already. Chucking it off the roof and wiping it the rest of the way out with a snappy little detonation is just responsible magical artifact ownership.]