[Invisibility is a trick he's certainly familiar with, though the sensation he gets from Amelia's brand of magic is slightly different from the one he's used to feeling through his own spells— the result, however, is the same, and he offers her a nod of thanks before she draws attention to his hand on her shoulder.
Oh. He hadn't quite meant to do that.]
... apologies.
[He clears his throat, letting his hand drop away and averting his gaze slightly, his face coloring. Too bad he doesn't seem to be invisible to her in this moment.]
Perhaps if we're lucky and continue to keep our voices down, it will simply be on its way.
[The rumbling, however, seems to be growing closer, and he at last catches a glimpse of some movement at the far end of the corridor, a large, lumbering figure starting to emerge from around the corner.
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Oh. He hadn't quite meant to do that.]
... apologies.
[He clears his throat, letting his hand drop away and averting his gaze slightly, his face coloring. Too bad he doesn't seem to be invisible to her in this moment.]
Perhaps if we're lucky and continue to keep our voices down, it will simply be on its way.
[The rumbling, however, seems to be growing closer, and he at last catches a glimpse of some movement at the far end of the corridor, a large, lumbering figure starting to emerge from around the corner.
Of course it would be an ogre.]