The following day there is: school!
Sadde and Willow are already there, sitting on a bench chatting.
The following day there is: school!
Sadde and Willow are already there, sitting on a bench chatting.
"Or if it does it at least doesn't vary between you two – maybe if someone I really hated tried to magic me it'd matter, but yeah, doesn't seem so so far."
"My hair, yeah. Think so. Took a couple of hours to properly undo last time, though, I think."
"...hey, you know, it occurs to me that some demon species can actually will their bodies to change—ee gee, I can shapeshift—and I wonder if yours can do something like that?"
"As opposed to all the other signs you noticed because you pay a lot of attention to yourself and how you deviate to the rest of everyone?"
"Ahahaha," he says, very sarcastically. "Okay, well, better objection: I have no idea how I'd go about doing that."
"Well, I dunno, maybe you could, like... try? I mean, your nails are pretty darn strong, and yet I presume you've always been able to clip them? So something weird's going on there."