"Likewise," Daine says first, because that part's easy. She lets Iman pick the direction as they continue through the patchwork labyrinth, and considers how best to respond to the other stuff. She tends to be a bit bolder in dreams than she would in reality, but the sort of folk who respond with eager questions when they see what she can do are also the sort of folk who tend not to take 'magic' for an answer.
Well, she's not about to pin it on anything else. "It's called wild magic," she says with an implied 'yes, really, magic.' "It lets me talk to animals and take their shape - and heal them, too, if they need it." Since Iman has already witnessed the part she's least likely to share right off, she doesn't see the point in tiptoeing around the other bits. And honestly, she doesn't mind folk knowing about the healing part. Maybe then they'll take their sick pets to her instead of chancing it with a normal vet.
She glances at their surroundings, and belatedly registers that Iman had said 'here' as if it meant something specific - maybe more specific than just a standard dream. "Do you know whose dream this is?" she asks. "It doesn't really strike me as one of the big ones."
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Well, she's not about to pin it on anything else. "It's called wild magic," she says with an implied 'yes, really, magic.' "It lets me talk to animals and take their shape - and heal them, too, if they need it." Since Iman has already witnessed the part she's least likely to share right off, she doesn't see the point in tiptoeing around the other bits. And honestly, she doesn't mind folk knowing about the healing part. Maybe then they'll take their sick pets to her instead of chancing it with a normal vet.
She glances at their surroundings, and belatedly registers that Iman had said 'here' as if it meant something specific - maybe more specific than just a standard dream. "Do you know whose dream this is?" she asks. "It doesn't really strike me as one of the big ones."