[He has just enough time to regret the statement before she latches onto it and follows it down the same scaly rabbit hole he had. His mouth twists in a chagrined sort of way, once Jester's made it over toward him, and he holds a hand up in a "slow down a little" sort of way, dropping his voice down sotto voce.]
Lets maybe not...say that part too loud. [Nevermind that they've ostensibly cleared this place out, and that he'd been the one to call back to it to start. But— well. Hard not to draw the comparisons, as fresh a memory and as frustrating a gap it had left him in his understanding to have been taken away. Still, something about it feels like tempting fate. It's too different a situation (a city, a world, a plane) to assume it's connected, to think they can know what's going on. (Did they ever?) ...And yet, too similar not to wonder. He's not all that sure he wants to talk about it.
So...he makes a gentle attempt at changing the subject.]
How're you holding up over there? Still [He mimes casting a spell with his good hand, which mostly just means vaguely waggling his fingers at her.] got some juice in you?
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Lets maybe not...say that part too loud. [Nevermind that they've ostensibly cleared this place out, and that he'd been the one to call back to it to start. But— well. Hard not to draw the comparisons, as fresh a memory and as frustrating a gap it had left him in his understanding to have been taken away. Still, something about it feels like tempting fate. It's too different a situation (a city, a world, a plane) to assume it's connected, to think they can know what's going on. (Did they ever?) ...And yet, too similar not to wonder. He's not all that sure he wants to talk about it.
So...he makes a gentle attempt at changing the subject.]
How're you holding up over there? Still [He mimes casting a spell with his good hand, which mostly just means vaguely waggling his fingers at her.] got some juice in you?