( Catching the hint, Donny take the kettle, the heat in the metal not even registering against his skin, very carefully pouring the water for each mug before he sets it back down. And, at that, he just stares at her for a couple of seconds, before he trains his gaze on something, anything, else. There's something haggard in his expression, for a moment, in the way he looks at her that says he knows. )
D-do-- do you have m-magic at home?
( Because that seems like an observation that would come from experience with magic. Or maybe just from reading fantasy books, there's that, too. Or comic books. Or anything really, and Donny suddenly is wondering why he's always so stupid. ) D-depends um, on how b-bad the cooking is, m-maybe.
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And, at that, he just stares at her for a couple of seconds, before he trains his gaze on something, anything, else. There's something haggard in his expression, for a moment, in the way he looks at her that says he knows. )
D-do-- do you have m-magic at home?
( Because that seems like an observation that would come from experience with magic. Or maybe just from reading fantasy books, there's that, too. Or comic books. Or anything really, and Donny suddenly is wondering why he's always so stupid. ) D-depends um, on how b-bad the cooking is, m-maybe.
( He is also really bad at jokes. )