[ her brow furrows, and for a second she wonders if it's a trick question. of course it makes sense... but it's still such a strange phenomenon to her that she can only look on in confusion at first. ]
The mana?
[ she'd read about it, of course. that day in the library with ed, pouring over books about the intricacies of life here in this world. how mana works, theoretically. how mana signatures are unique.
she looks down at her hand, idly turning it over. she'd been so busy concentrating on trying to manipulate something that she hadn't really put much thought into the feeling that came with it. ]
I was under the assumption it felt different for everyone...
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The mana?
[ she'd read about it, of course. that day in the library with ed, pouring over books about the intricacies of life here in this world. how mana works, theoretically. how mana signatures are unique.
she looks down at her hand, idly turning it over. she'd been so busy concentrating on trying to manipulate something that she hadn't really put much thought into the feeling that came with it. ]
I was under the assumption it felt different for everyone...