[ Well, Phil...never did quite give Day the impression of someone who could withstand the cold (or any of the elements, really), so he can't say he's surprised at how miserable Phil looks. He doesn't suspect Phil's lying as he summons his prayer beads, wrapped around one of his hands, and recites his spell. ]
Amor manet.
[ For once, when his magic settles over Phil, it feels warm, like sitting next to a hearth on a winter's day. Phil might even find it comfortable despite Day fussing over whether this protection spell will hold up. ]
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Amor manet.
[ For once, when his magic settles over Phil, it feels warm, like sitting next to a hearth on a winter's day. Phil might even find it comfortable despite Day fussing over whether this protection spell will hold up. ]
...There. Should be good.