[Magica takes a breath, expecting the need to say stuff like 'of course neither of us will like it, but we'll do it quick, and get it over with, then never speak of it again', or maybe she has to bribe him to make him do it, or -
OR HE COULD JUST DIVE RIGHT IN.
She freezes instantly, CLEARLY NOT HAVING EXPECTED THIS. Her cheeks go apple red, shoulders and hands rigid, eyes as wide as dinner plates.]
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OR HE COULD JUST DIVE RIGHT IN.
She freezes instantly, CLEARLY NOT HAVING EXPECTED THIS. Her cheeks go apple red, shoulders and hands rigid, eyes as wide as dinner plates.]
Mmmph?!