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[sorcerous]

[ He is lit in firelight, seated, calm, and his voice comes through the audio uncommonly clear: just his resonant tones and the crackle of the flames. ]

Many of you have now seen where I dwell. I offer shelter, to those who require it; privacy, to those who would like it; security, to those who cannot find it on their own.

As for you, who have taken it upon yourselves to repair the ship: if sorcery may be of use to you, ask, and I will come.

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[buckingauthority]

Of course it is.

[sorcerous]

And it is not a dare.

[buckingauthority]

[As flippant as she's being, there's less confident edge to her responses this time. Things are still pretty off between them. She's not sure how to fix it, or even if she should try.]

Come on, you worried you'd lose?

[sorcerous]

No.

But I will not gamble with my home.