[Arguments could be made, perhaps, that a world built from magic requires magic be used, but Neil never gets the chance to formulate a response. Something about the way Chisaki tightens his fist makes Neil feel like it's balled up in his stomach. He doesn't want to take anything out at the root. He wants to go home to Charlie.]
Well...
[He can't smile anymore. He tries to laugh, but it's an odd sound. He clears his throat.]
I appreciate the advice. Right now, I really ought to be going, though. [He holds up his list with something like a grimace.] More to find.
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Well...
[He can't smile anymore. He tries to laugh, but it's an odd sound. He clears his throat.]
I appreciate the advice. Right now, I really ought to be going, though. [He holds up his list with something like a grimace.] More to find.