As one of Sxicq's eyes open, showing a swirling, fiery blue vortex of energy, Garrot feels fear. His body recoils about a centimeter, his eyes go wide, his ears perk up. For all his posturing and strength and ingenuity, Garrot is seeing something he feels he should not have seen, and all he wants to do is apologize like a small child and run away and cry and oh shit the other eye's open too.
Fuck. After a tense moment of grit teeth and full-body apprehension, Garrot raises his hands in a pacifying gesture. Sxicq is scary, and clearly not to be trifled with.
"I need some unbiased magic advice. I don't know magic." He takes a deep, tension-releasing breath and suddenly, on either side of him, there are two more Garrots forming a makeshift huddle, all taking the same pacifying gesture. The main Garrot, the one with the cane, veers away from normal Garrot behavior as he starts whispering, barely audible.
"I've been offered magical power by someone on this island." He's serious, almost surgical, a far departure from that diner. "I've heard there could be drawbacks, dangers." His conversation with Luka on the mountain, with all that Protector-imposed obfuscation, comes to mind. "I've also been told they might want to kill me." Though Six doesn't seem to be the most reliable or coherent storyteller.
"I bet you know more about magic than the Protector and Wizard combined," a statement Garrot's pretty serious about after seeing flaming blue sun eyes and this repair job, "so what can you tell me?"
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Fuck. After a tense moment of grit teeth and full-body apprehension, Garrot raises his hands in a pacifying gesture. Sxicq is scary, and clearly not to be trifled with.
"I need some unbiased magic advice. I don't know magic." He takes a deep, tension-releasing breath and suddenly, on either side of him, there are two more Garrots forming a makeshift huddle, all taking the same pacifying gesture. The main Garrot, the one with the cane, veers away from normal Garrot behavior as he starts whispering, barely audible.
"I've been offered magical power by someone on this island." He's serious, almost surgical, a far departure from that diner. "I've heard there could be drawbacks, dangers." His conversation with Luka on the mountain, with all that Protector-imposed obfuscation, comes to mind. "I've also been told they might want to kill me." Though Six doesn't seem to be the most reliable or coherent storyteller.
"I bet you know more about magic than the Protector and Wizard combined," a statement Garrot's pretty serious about after seeing flaming blue sun eyes and this repair job, "so what can you tell me?"