He can't even begin to explain the ways in which he feels different, so he just nods stiffly. She doesn't need to know how empty he suddenly feels, like part of his soul has upped and vanished. She's looking him over like she's looking for some physical change, and James shakes his head, smiling to try and reassure her.
"I'm fine," he says, trying to prove to both of them that he's not injured in any way, not changed in any way that might harm him. Devastate him, maybe, but that's beside the point. "Not purple. Just, my er, magic. Seems to be gone."
It feels like a hell of an understatement, but that's the sum of it. It would be more cause for concern maybe, if Melanie hadn't apparently changed, too. He would be worried if he suddenly couldn't help her if she needed it, but she's standing in front of him, ordinary for all intents and purposes. "Do you feel okay?"
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Date: 2018-01-08 12:12 pm (UTC)From:"I'm fine," he says, trying to prove to both of them that he's not injured in any way, not changed in any way that might harm him. Devastate him, maybe, but that's beside the point. "Not purple. Just, my er, magic. Seems to be gone."
It feels like a hell of an understatement, but that's the sum of it. It would be more cause for concern maybe, if Melanie hadn't apparently changed, too. He would be worried if he suddenly couldn't help her if she needed it, but she's standing in front of him, ordinary for all intents and purposes. "Do you feel okay?"