[ It hurts his heart to feel him sound like that. Matt's tired too, but he doesn't notice his own weariness so much--more now, perhaps, fresh off a run of arduous spellcasting. When he focuses only on breath and what he can channel from outside him, power running lightning-rod and woodwind through his limbs, prolonged magic feels like doing a lot of cardio. It saps his breath and puts aches in his muscles.
His mental presence gives a warm sigh. ]
I was gonna ask you that. I'm in Springstar, so ... I thought I'd check in.
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His mental presence gives a warm sigh. ]
I was gonna ask you that. I'm in Springstar, so ... I thought I'd check in.