Seth watches Rush, debating for a moment if should correct him or not, but, well, if Daniel's taken this long in doing it himself, then maybe it's about time. Seth would want to know if someone had read his mind.
"Not any more," he says finally. He is however stopped from elaborating on the how and why by a loud hiss of static coming from behind them.
He quickly gets to his feet, sweeping up his mask from the ground - there's a ripple in the air, like something trying to break through. Seth can feel it - like a metallic taste in the air, something messing with the equilibrium or the world, or at least the Rift.
"Guess I was wrong," he comments. The tear hasn't quite opened, but it's getting there. "Don' suppose you've got any helpful powers?" he asks, pulling the mask on and his hood up.
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"Not any more," he says finally. He is however stopped from elaborating on the how and why by a loud hiss of static coming from behind them.
He quickly gets to his feet, sweeping up his mask from the ground - there's a ripple in the air, like something trying to break through. Seth can feel it - like a metallic taste in the air, something messing with the equilibrium or the world, or at least the Rift.
"Guess I was wrong," he comments. The tear hasn't quite opened, but it's getting there. "Don' suppose you've got any helpful powers?" he asks, pulling the mask on and his hood up.