That flickering protection snaps Solomon's attention more directly, questions shoved aside.]
Day.
[Firm, commanding. His hand moves to pull at his amulet, tucked tight under the neckline of his shirt. He's already running so close to empty as it is, but they'll both die if he can't at least recharge one of them.
His hands drop firmly against Day's shoulders. His incantation is clipped and commanding, a solid patchwork to the failing charm, a temporary barrier. He keeps those hands steady, gripping with a brief but solid shake to the younger man.]
no subject
That flickering protection snaps Solomon's attention more directly, questions shoved aside.]
Day.
[Firm, commanding. His hand moves to pull at his amulet, tucked tight under the neckline of his shirt. He's already running so close to empty as it is, but they'll both die if he can't at least recharge one of them.
His hands drop firmly against Day's shoulders. His incantation is clipped and commanding, a solid patchwork to the failing charm, a temporary barrier. He keeps those hands steady, gripping with a brief but solid shake to the younger man.]
Joyous Day. Look at me.