[what! what's so funny! Ema can't help the way her cheeks suddenly turn red in embarrassment. if only she had something she could throw at Lux's forehead. . .]
[she imagines doing it instead. the Snackoo, flying through the air, colliding with a satisfying ka-tonk]
What?! What's so funny? You can't seriously mean "spells," as in "magic spells," can you? There's no such thing.
[oh boy you've found yourself a woman of science, Lux]
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[she imagines doing it instead. the Snackoo, flying through the air, colliding with a satisfying ka-tonk]
What?! What's so funny? You can't seriously mean "spells," as in "magic spells," can you? There's no such thing.
[oh boy you've found yourself a woman of science, Lux]