[ His eyes widen a little and his smile drops away. There's no resistance to the shove, and he quickly has one hand up, light against Jack's upper arm, steadying. Not steadying himself, but Jack.
He speaks low, quickly, but without urgency. ]
I'm sorry. I won't again. It's harmless magic, beneficial — but hit me if you need to.
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He speaks low, quickly, but without urgency. ]
I'm sorry. I won't again. It's harmless magic, beneficial — but hit me if you need to.