Selene, being the kind of place it is, has a good selection of delicious food.

Meh.

She grabs whatever and returns to the table.

Well, everyone else is appreciating their food like normal Eclipsed.

While Sadde was gone a pair of coins started orbiting each other in the vicinity of Emily's hands.

"That's super cool," she opines as she takes a seat.

"Yes, I know," she says, a bit smugly.

"Why'd you pick it?"

"Because it...feels right?"

She blinks. "How so?"

"Uh, you know how everyone's magic feels different?"

"Yeah?"

"Mine feels kind of like magnetism."

"Ah. Makes sense. And you didn't have any plans on what to do if you turned out to be a mage when you were little?"

She shrugs. "De-aging. Beyond that, nothing beyond ephemeral whimsy."

"Fair enough."

"It's sort of like winning the lottery, only you don't have to waste resources on your chance."

"Well, there are the several years' buffer before you can really do anything with your lottery prize, but granted that's only after you've already won."

"Yes, a lottery where you only have to pay for your ticket if you win would be a different thing indeed."

"Rather steep price, too."

"Yes, I doubt many people would be willing to do virtuality just on the off chance that they'd eclipse."

"Yyyeah, probably not." Pause. "I would've, though."

"Good for you."

She beams.

"For me it'd probably depend on if it actually worked like the lottery in that less people means a greater chance."

"What would be the cutoff point?"

"Hard to be sure. My ability to model what tradeoffs I'd make for a chance at magic are imperfect since I never bothered making them before I had magic already."