[ There's not a lot of time to change, but luckily magic solves everything. After all the wizards delegate among themselves, Ginger dons the robes that were gifted to him. The outfit should feel fussy, cumbersome - too many layers, too many dangly bits. Somehow, it feels just right. Somehow, he feels stronger in them. ]
... Think I finally look the part of a wizard.
[ There's a sort of relief to being paired up with Mika even though the situation is tense. Ginger trusts them together.
He sweeps Mika into a hug and presses a kiss to his forehead, the kind between family - a wish for them both to come out of this whole and hale. And - quietly, but not sneakily, he tucks the Mark of Grima into Mika's pocket, where it was meant to go. ]
Take care of yourself for me? I'll take care of myself for you.
[ That's the best way, he knows, to keep them both somewhat in check.
And before anything starts, he takes a moment to whisper to the Central spirits, assuring them that they have him and the others. He hopes they're not scared; he hopes they know the wizards here will defend them. ]
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... Think I finally look the part of a wizard.
[ There's a sort of relief to being paired up with Mika even though the situation is tense. Ginger trusts them together.
He sweeps Mika into a hug and presses a kiss to his forehead, the kind between family - a wish for them both to come out of this whole and hale. And - quietly, but not sneakily, he tucks the Mark of Grima into Mika's pocket, where it was meant to go. ]
Take care of yourself for me? I'll take care of myself for you.
[ That's the best way, he knows, to keep them both somewhat in check.
And before anything starts, he takes a moment to whisper to the Central spirits, assuring them that they have him and the others. He hopes they're not scared; he hopes they know the wizards here will defend them. ]