"Not to me," Triss shakes her head, short and sharp, eyeline somewhere between the floor and the tabletop. She'd been pretty sure by then that she wasn't gonna get hurt. They'd already rescued her from a kelpie and tried to get her warm and dry and argued about the best way to try and take care of her. Why would they hurt her on purpose after all that?. On accident, though... "Everything."
To the house, since it looks more and more like whatever protection Hannibal's got on it is only for keeping things out, not for smothering magic on the inside (or else those books wouldn't work). To Hannibal, who doesn't seem to care that he was outnumbered or aware of what it looks like when all the metal stuff holding a building up gets told not to do its job anymore. And to her totally nonexistent control, with her sitting there with the fuel to mess with all that metal and no idea how not to. Danae had to stop her. Danae!
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Date: 2016-07-25 12:16 am (UTC)To the house, since it looks more and more like whatever protection Hannibal's got on it is only for keeping things out, not for smothering magic on the inside (or else those books wouldn't work). To Hannibal, who doesn't seem to care that he was outnumbered or aware of what it looks like when all the metal stuff holding a building up gets told not to do its job anymore. And to her totally nonexistent control, with her sitting there with the fuel to mess with all that metal and no idea how not to. Danae had to stop her. Danae!