"What kind of price?" Fin asked, voice going softer as he seemed to become slightly detached from the world around him. His magic humming softly as it tried to repair him. ...It seemed to be working.
"Wait. ...Wait, just- Take me to yours," he requested softly. "I think I can fix it."
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Date: 2017-01-15 05:46 pm (UTC)"Wait. ...Wait, just- Take me to yours," he requested softly. "I think I can fix it."