[ Matt bursts into a laugh, surrendering the tongs that Merc forgot about without struggle. For a moment, he's seriously tempted to say something like, "If you ask me really nicely, I could cast it on you too." He can almost feel the words taking shape on his tongue.
But something tells him he should hold off. At least until he has a better sense for how Tezcatlipoca takes that sort of teasing. ]
Sorry, sorry, [ he says cheerfully. And un-sorrily. ] I promise, the next thing you tell me to put in my mouth, I won't cheat about it.
[ A dangerous blank check, Matthew Jamison! But he doesn't spend any time reflecting on that. He can tell by how easily that last line came out that he truly doesn't have much time left on this spell, so he tosses back the rest of his drink with one long swallow. ]
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that Merc forgot aboutwithout struggle. For a moment, he's seriously tempted to say something like, "If you ask me really nicely, I could cast it on you too." He can almost feel the words taking shape on his tongue.But something tells him he should hold off. At least until he has a better sense for how Tezcatlipoca takes that sort of teasing. ]
Sorry, sorry, [ he says cheerfully. And un-sorrily. ] I promise, the next thing you tell me to put in my mouth, I won't cheat about it.
[ A dangerous blank check, Matthew Jamison! But he doesn't spend any time reflecting on that. He can tell by how easily that last line came out that he truly doesn't have much time left on this spell, so he tosses back the rest of his drink with one long swallow. ]