[One arm slips from where it's slung around Rosie, reaching to pick up a petal and rub it between his fingers as he admires it. Her blossoms are just as pretty as her, really--fitting, since they come from her. That magic penetrates straight to the heart of her, now. Absently, he wonders just how deep the Augur's powers penetrates into their own. Are her flowers laced, the way so much here is when touched by the Augur's influence?]
You know, you might be able to make a nice tea from these.
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[One arm slips from where it's slung around Rosie, reaching to pick up a petal and rub it between his fingers as he admires it. Her blossoms are just as pretty as her, really--fitting, since they come from her. That magic penetrates straight to the heart of her, now. Absently, he wonders just how deep the Augur's powers penetrates into their own. Are her flowers laced, the way so much here is when touched by the Augur's influence?]
You know, you might be able to make a nice tea from these.