[ He was about to debate it, mildly, half-smiling — but he paused, following the path of Cain's gaze. ]
You believe you may have a natural affinity?
[ A neutral, interested question, and there was no reason not to try — Cain had to be approaching the point of needing an outlet for his magic, if the Coven hadn't misled them all.
At the first scent of smoke on the breeze, he turned back. The forest was innocent ahead of them: dense, dappled with less and less daylight, but deceptively tranquil. ]
no subject
You believe you may have a natural affinity?
[ A neutral, interested question, and there was no reason not to try — Cain had to be approaching the point of needing an outlet for his magic, if the Coven hadn't misled them all.
At the first scent of smoke on the breeze, he turned back. The forest was innocent ahead of them: dense, dappled with less and less daylight, but deceptively tranquil. ]