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idk my bff cam

[dontgiveabuckland]

i think i figured it out

yamete

[almaredemptoris]

[You kids and your lack of preamble...] Monsieur Buckland, what is it that you have figured out?

[dontgiveabuckland]

ill tell you in a minute

hows your leg doing?

[almaredemptoris]

It is much improved, thank you. I can walk again without assistance.

[dontgiveabuckland]

so when your leg got better

did it feel like a magical healing

like delayed magic

[magical performance issues]

[almaredemptoris]

I should say not. [The question rather perplexes him, being that he is of a world where reason precludes magic. (Moreover, the word itself carries the dark connotations of paganism and devilry.) This world may be another matter, yet he is slow to acquiesce.]

[dontgiveabuckland]

[Get with the times, Valjean! Magic is all the rage,]

so youre saying nothing about your healing felt supernatural in any way?

just a little bit?

[almaredemptoris]

I cannot answer positively.

What is this about, monsieur?

[dontgiveabuckland]

[Siiiigh.]

i just thought maybe my healing magic was delayed somehow

you know how it didn't work before?

[Remember how it caused you utter, agonizing pain?]

[almaredemptoris]

[The memories return to him, both sharpened by pain and made hazy by it. He had not understood what Cam intended to do by the touch to his head, nor that he had intended anything at all, but suddenly he begins to comprehend.]

It was you who caused that? You were attempting to practice [there is a pause here that shall be unseen in the message itself] magic?

[dontgiveabuckland]

i dont really need to practice

im a very powerful cleric

[It usually ends better than that though.]

[almaredemptoris]

I see. Where I am from men are not capable of such acts, although some have attempted and others have been accused.

How does it work, if I may ask?

[dontgiveabuckland]

i told you about Avandra didnt i.

im like her arm. or her foot?

my magic comes through her

[Basically, his power comes through his God, which Valjean should be all about.]

I’m sorry grandpa is having a hard time with this

[almaredemptoris]

[Yes, but what the Catholic Church would label false gods are another matter entirely...and one he is not comfortable addressing. Cam is a good man, he thinks, regardless of what beliefs he may hold.]

Yet in that instance it did not work. I wonder why that was.

it's ok :'|

[dontgiveabuckland]

[You're just jealous Cam's goddess gives him magic powers.]

beats me

[In this instance, Cam is taking it seriously, though tone is difficult to convey in text,]

ive never had it happen like that before.

[When alls said and done, Cam became a Cleric to help people, so seeing his magic twisted so unnaturally set him ill at ease.]

[almaredemptoris]

Have you been able to use your arts since then?

[He deliberately avoids calling it magic.]

[dontgiveabuckland]

[It's magic, Valjean! Tell your god to stop being such a buzzkill.]

i havent really tried

i was pretty wiped after the fight

[And not just that, but he's been a little paranoid about it backfiring again. Just once he could attribute to random happenstance, but at the moment, ignorance is preferable to knowing if his healing magic has been distorted permanently.]

[almaredemptoris]

Perhaps if you appealed to your goddess.

[There is common ground they can enjoy, at least.]

[dontgiveabuckland]

[There's a really long pause before his next message.]

yeah i guess ill try that

[Except he hasn't heard a peep from Avandra since he got to this place. He's not sure if it's the location or... it reminds him of when she went silent before, when he disappointed her.]

[almaredemptoris]

Nevertheless your aid back there was vital. If not for you, I do not know if I would be here. So thank you, Cam.

[Not monsieur, not his surname, but Cam.]