[The senile remark is simply met with more obnoxious smiling; she knows as well as he does exactly what he's actually doing on that front, after all, though she's certainly quite free to verbally rationalize it however she likes!
...Even if the rather protracted pause that follows does end up parsing. Oddly. Rita's never exactly been one to conceal her feelings on matters particularly well, but Jade has gradually found that the considering sort of expression settling on her face about now is one of the more difficult ones to read all the same. Clearly she's weighing something in thought, but he's not quite sure exactly what.
For all that...there are a few guesses, to perhaps choose from on that front...
In the end, though, the most "expected" sort of angle is taken...where his own half-guess half-offer ends up being accepted anyhow. Which--it is one of the easiest topics she could possibly pick to throw at him. So Jade's happy enough to accept it in turn, as opposed to pressing her for any more honest reservations; those reservations might still exist, he suspects, but if she isn't about to bring them up herself...then this works just as well in the meantime, now doesn't it?]
Ah, unfortunately I cannot take credit for that particular one. It was in fact an existing spell, when I learned it--very old, however. A forbidden arte, with a rather complex sort of sealing process... [Answering casually in turn, as if that long pause definitely indeed didn't just happen...though there's genuine curiosity in the tilt of Jade's head about here, too.] 'Meteor Storm', it's called. ...Does this arte or something roughly equivalent to it exist in your world, actually?
[It's a much easier topic to focus on--and one she is very genuinely interested in too--especially when digging into just how...unsettling it was that even Jade's hands were shaking would...probably be a highly uncomfortable conversation in itself.
...Yeah, this is better.
In fact, Jade's description ends up being...not at all what she expected. Forbidden arte, really?]
No, not that I know, but if I learned the formula for your version... Anyway, why was it forbidden? It seemed pretty useful to me.
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...Even if the rather protracted pause that follows does end up parsing. Oddly. Rita's never exactly been one to conceal her feelings on matters particularly well, but Jade has gradually found that the considering sort of expression settling on her face about now is one of the more difficult ones to read all the same. Clearly she's weighing something in thought, but he's not quite sure exactly what.
For all that...there are a few guesses, to perhaps choose from on that front...
In the end, though, the most "expected" sort of angle is taken...where his own half-guess half-offer ends up being accepted anyhow. Which--it is one of the easiest topics she could possibly pick to throw at him. So Jade's happy enough to accept it in turn, as opposed to pressing her for any more honest reservations; those reservations might still exist, he suspects, but if she isn't about to bring them up herself...then this works just as well in the meantime, now doesn't it?]
Ah, unfortunately I cannot take credit for that particular one. It was in fact an existing spell, when I learned it--very old, however. A forbidden arte, with a rather complex sort of sealing process... [Answering casually in turn, as if that long pause definitely indeed didn't just happen...though there's genuine curiosity in the tilt of Jade's head about here, too.] 'Meteor Storm', it's called. ...Does this arte or something roughly equivalent to it exist in your world, actually?
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...Yeah, this is better.
In fact, Jade's description ends up being...not at all what she expected. Forbidden arte, really?]
No, not that I know, but if I learned the formula for your version... Anyway, why was it forbidden? It seemed pretty useful to me.