[ His gaze flicks down to the black bands wrapping Alec's forearm, though there's awareness in his eyes, now, rather than the blank stare just seconds ago. ]
You didn't draw anything for the fireball. [ He says it slowly, thoughtfully. The day everything went to shit, when they stood with Kove in the alley. Just a snap of his fingers to summon flame. ]
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You didn't draw anything for the fireball. [ He says it slowly, thoughtfully. The day everything went to shit, when they stood with Kove in the alley. Just a snap of his fingers to summon flame. ]
That's one of 'em?