Daemon felt very stupid for a long minute, because all he really wanted to do was repeat her words as if they'd make more sense the second time he heard them aloud. The closest analogy he had were witchstorms, where the emotion of a witch drove a physical phenomena. This was more like...the waking dream of a tangled web without the very necessary tangled web. As...wary as he was around those of Airy's gender, the prickle of a need to protect the combination of power and vulnerability caught him in the chest.
"I did not mean to scare you," he said, tucking his hands in his pockets and giving her as mild of a smile as he could manage. "I apologize." Then his smile widened, just a touch, and his gold eyes sparked with mischief, "Though I don't believe in magic, either."
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Date: 2019-12-03 06:54 pm (UTC)"I did not mean to scare you," he said, tucking his hands in his pockets and giving her as mild of a smile as he could manage. "I apologize." Then his smile widened, just a touch, and his gold eyes sparked with mischief, "Though I don't believe in magic, either."