Well, maybe they are, and they're just that good at making it look like they aren't, you know?
[Like magic, in a way. Or maybe actual magic, considering that magic exists here, seemingly in abundance, from what he's seen and been told. Which tracks with his luck, all things considered. Magic ruins his life and he ends up in a world rife with magic. Perfect.
He takes another sip, managing not to wince this time. Maybe all the nerve endings in his throat are dead now, preventing him from really feeling the burn this time.]
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[Like magic, in a way. Or maybe actual magic, considering that magic exists here, seemingly in abundance, from what he's seen and been told. Which tracks with his luck, all things considered. Magic ruins his life and he ends up in a world rife with magic. Perfect.
He takes another sip, managing not to wince this time. Maybe all the nerve endings in his throat are dead now, preventing him from really feeling the burn this time.]
Queens. And you?