[ Having expected that reaction, he smirks. It's all right - he doesn't need or want this guy's approval. ]
Look at you, assuming it's the only type of magic here. [ He folds his arms loosely to hide the movement of his fingers, which beckon a tease of wind over to stir Lucius' hair. Nothing unusual for now. ] What was yours like then?
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Look at you, assuming it's the only type of magic here. [ He folds his arms loosely to hide the movement of his fingers, which beckon a tease of wind over to stir Lucius' hair. Nothing unusual for now. ] What was yours like then?