[Van Zieks observes her in the time she goes silent with an attentive gaze, hoping to see the gears of her mind turn in a much less frigid direction. The melting ice and dawning realization on her face are promising, even before she speaks.
He raises his head as she gets to her feet, standing at his full height once she is as well; the magical heating lessens gradually, but doesn't entirely disappear. It's better to be absolutely certain this enchantment has fully lost its grip on her.]
I shall accompany you until we are out of this accursed place.
[He doesn't trust these halls not to try to snag either of them again. They don't have to speak further of it, if she doesn't wish—conversations of that sort are better had with close friends in safety, after all.]
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He raises his head as she gets to her feet, standing at his full height once she is as well; the magical heating lessens gradually, but doesn't entirely disappear. It's better to be absolutely certain this enchantment has fully lost its grip on her.]
I shall accompany you until we are out of this accursed place.
[He doesn't trust these halls not to try to snag either of them again. They don't have to speak further of it, if she doesn't wish—conversations of that sort are better had with close friends in safety, after all.]