It was hard to keep track of time when everything was dark and Lian wasn't interested in talking. It was made worse by the pain Lily experienced when she tried to do a bit of training with her spells. *Yup. Ok, you win body. I won't cast anything until I stop hurting. Pain is your body telling you that you've fucked up somewhat and I should respect that. As much as I want new magic and feel the need to be stronger… it's not worth crippling myself over. Which, could very much be on the table. I didn't know what I did was a bad idea… now I have to hope it wasn't a catastrophic one… or if it is, Nira can fix it.*
Eventually though, Lian had too many questions in her mind to avoid Lily forever. So she crawled over to the Memphis and asked, "Ok… I… I'm still not entirely comfortable, or… I haven't really dealt with the whole 'Fake Meng' issue but… can you just go over it again? One more time… just… as dull and clinical as you can be?"
