[ Hallelujah's gaze flickers, losing a measure of its jaunty edge. Mana exchange is still about a shade too close to having his brain intruded on, and his instinct is to push back. To warn, with a mana pulse like a void on which light appears, even if he stays right where he is.
It's a little less shitty than having his brain rampaged through against his will, but the principle is the same. He's never been the logical one anyway. ]
Yeah, well. That's what the people who created us wanted. Too bad I forgot how to play nice, huh?
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It's a little less shitty than having his brain rampaged through against his will, but the principle is the same. He's never been the logical one anyway. ]
Yeah, well. That's what the people who created us wanted. Too bad I forgot how to play nice, huh?