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That wouldn't surprise me, either.

Are you going to make me ask it again a different way?

How dangerous are we talking?

[ Mara sighs, but it's at herself. It's not that she's trying to be vague, at least not any more than she might ordinarily out of habit. More that she didn't want to get so specific that he would wonder how she gained such information. Absently, she supposes if she wanted to avoid that she shouldn't have reached out at all, but she's concerned, and not thinking quite as clearly as normal. ]

Potentially, very. We're talking physical transformations, partial or complete.

I suspect it's going to become riskier to go out as it becomes harder to tell the ordinary monsters from someone who has simply been affected by this. All the more reason for you to be careful.

Always am.

[ and following that bald-faced lie: ]

I'll keep an eye out. I take it you've run into some of these unfortunate citizens.

[ That earns a roll of her eyes despite everything. ] I'm serious, Sebastian. These aren't ordinary dangers. There are things happening that shouldn't be possible.

[ She's staring at her own shadow as she types the warning, a shadow that currently takes up most of the wall in front of her as it stretches its wings almost tauntingly. As she starts to feel an itch between her shoulder blades that has her rolling her shoulders as if she could so easily shake it off.

If there happens to be a minute or two between her messages Mara doesn't notice. ]

It's safer for you to— [ Stay away. ] —stay in. Many have been drawn to the predictable parts of the city, but I don't know if that will last. There seem to be more exhibiting effects every night.

[ He abruptly hates this form of communication. Being able to look her in the eyes right now would go a long way to figuring out what she's getting at. And he's certain she knows that. ]

Nothing about the dangers here has been ordinary. There are real monsters that come out every night, Mara. A woman sang so loud I had to punch a few people to snap them out of it. There are sharks with tentacles.

I think you've got the wrong number if you think I'm going to hide from this.

[ Especially if you're in danger. he somehow manages not to say.

If only this was the first time a woman expected him to stay away from her for his own good while she handled something herself. Alas. ]

[ Video or even voice would be far too revealing. Particularly now, with Mara beginning to feel a certain way that has become recently familiar to her.

She growls in frustration at his message, wishing she could shake sense into him and make him listen. ]

Those monsters are nothing compared to what could be. [ What I could be. ]

I want you to be safe, why is that so difficult

[ The message gets unintentionally sent early as Mara winces and her hands twitch, an ache in her bones as transformation beckons. It hasn't always hurt but she's trying to fight it currently. Just a few more minutes...

Would that even make a difference? He wasn't listening. If he was so intent on ignoring her words then maybe she needed to show him the danger she was trying to keep him from. Would that really be so bad? Some part of her wanted that to happen, wanted to see him. Why else would she reach out instead of keeping quiet? Strangers could be fun but familiar might be even better, when she was feeling strange.

Mara rubs her temples and tries to focus no matter that she knows it's a losing battle. ]

[ It takes another minute or two, and if he responds in the meantime she doesn't notice, her attention too fractured currently. ]

if you aren't going to hide you might not like what you find

It goes both ways, Mara. We're going to have to agree to disagree about what safe means. I won't sit back and let others stay in danger.

I can handle whatever I find.

Can you?

[ Eyes now an unfamiliar violet read over his messages, a lazy smirk curling her lips. Any concern has been washed away with the personality shift. ]

can you? perhaps we'll see about that

[ The urge to further provoke is present but there are more pressing matters to tend to, like getting outdoors before wings decide to appear. ]

[ he's a little pissed off and a lot worried, so his reply comes swift and snappish. ]

Hoping to show me the dangers first hand, or just sit back and watch, Mara?

Thanks for the warning.

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