[ Caught, her brow furrows and Emma stops mid-stride, breath choking in her throat. What does she say? ]
Sorry. You’re … busy, I’ll keep going.
[ She holds up her hands in apology. If someone intruded on her minute alone back here, she’d be pretty pissed about it. It’s a wonder the lady hasn’t hurled a fireball at her—because, yeah, that’s definitely magic going on. ]
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[ Caught, her brow furrows and Emma stops mid-stride, breath choking in her throat. What does she say? ]
Sorry. You’re … busy, I’ll keep going.
[ She holds up her hands in apology. If someone intruded on her minute alone back here, she’d be pretty pissed about it. It’s a wonder the lady hasn’t hurled a fireball at her—because, yeah, that’s definitely magic going on. ]