[Another shift in the air. The way the house groans, the windchimes angry. Oh, she's definitely upset, and her magic is thrumming through the atmosphere, practically cloying.
And yet, somehow, this still feels like a challenge to Henry. Since when has he needed permission? The only time he's had his abilities dampened, or given permission to use them, is in the lab. Restricted, restrained, treated like a thing rather than a person. Amelia's been far more gracious to him, yes, but he was still limited, and now she wants him to ask permission?
It's not like he tore through her mind, twisting up memories to make them worse. He was just an observer.]
No.
[No getting around that. But.]
But I don't like being told what I can and can't do. When I can and can't do it. It's just a little peek behind the curtain, Amelia. I just wanted to see inside; what it looked like without you trying to obscure... any of it.
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And yet, somehow, this still feels like a challenge to Henry. Since when has he needed permission? The only time he's had his abilities dampened, or given permission to use them, is in the lab. Restricted, restrained, treated like a thing rather than a person. Amelia's been far more gracious to him, yes, but he was still limited, and now she wants him to ask permission?
It's not like he tore through her mind, twisting up memories to make them worse. He was just an observer.]
No.
[No getting around that. But.]
But I don't like being told what I can and can't do. When I can and can't do it. It's just a little peek behind the curtain, Amelia. I just wanted to see inside; what it looked like without you trying to obscure... any of it.