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[extradite]

[ As painfully unnecessary feeds go, please appreciate this one for having 254.6(6)% more muttering, fumbling and awkward pauses than your average sheepish interlude. ]

...sorry. Sorry about everything that's been happening. The losses. The... inconvenience. Sorry about all that.

[ It appears he is growing a spine for the next part - ]

And sorry, but - what's a good job for someone who... can't do anything?

[ ...and that the spine has now entered evolutionary recession. Muffled rambling mode: engaged. ]

Not fix things, not tell jokes, not do your physics homework, not herd cattle, not... be a... witch, not really punch, not carry the groceries without ruining the eggs, not... nothing. Nothing at all.

[ Sigh. ]

What's a good job for someone like that? And where could they get it? Along with about forty-two mops. Thank you.

Comments

[highstakesgame]

Believing that air can be walked on is not nearly the same thing as jumping off a cliff, though. Just because a witch exists does not mean that you can do magic.

[extradite]

Why does it matter if someone does or doesn't believe? It's not as if my opinion must mean that much to you. What harm does it do you? Just ignore it.

[highstakesgame]

Because you are saying I am not something that I am!

[she's like 8, what]

[extradite]

Actually, I'm only saying no one can be what you say you are. It's not... personal.

[highstakesgame]

Maybe not in your world, but certainly in mine.

[extradite]

Well, we're neither world, so.

[highstakesgame]

But that doesn't mean I'll stop being a witch.

[extradite]

I'm not stopping you from claiming that.

[highstakesgame]

Of course not. But you challenged it.

[extradite]

Why do you have to take any challenge?

[highstakesgame]

Why should I allow anyone to challenge my pride?