"Well, sure, but why would I just have a random magic power? Did Elias wish for it for his descendants or something?" Bella wonders aloud. "Do a lot of people have random innate powers?"
"Not a clue," says Alice, serenely. "It'd be pretty hard to check, I guess, if they're all weird little subtle things like that."
"Huh. Well, yours worked." She wishes for the immunities for magical tampering. They go just fine. "Poof," she announces.
"You sometimes come up with stuff I don't. Anything we wouldn't like that would fall outside of the categories of physical attack, the mental stuff, and miscellaneous magical stuff against us or our coin stashes?"
"With the use of magic. If someone punches you in the face, that still happens. They just can't wish for you to suddenly not have an arm anymore or whatever."
"Mkay. We'll call this good unless we come up with something else then." Snuggle snuggle.
Of course, now he is wondering what would happen if, say, Bella wished one of his arms off. She could always wish it back on afterward if it didn't regrow on its own, right?
"Well, yes, presumably it would grow back via regen if I left a wound, and could be wished back if I didn't. Do you really want to do that right now?" Bella asks archly. "What a busy morning."
"If you're up for it," he says cheerfully.
She shrugs. She wishes away the one on the far side of her, and does leave a wound, because otherwise his regen probably won't take care of it and it would be weirdly anticlimactic that way. Triangles can handle bloodstains.
[I love you,] he says via brainphone, because out loud he is too busy moaning.
She kisses his temple by way of reply. She doesn't watch, but she's still reading him.
When it's all done growing and back in apparent working order, the first thing he does with it is hug Bella.
Before it comes into contact with her, she does triangle away all the blood. There's a lot. But then she is quite happy to hug him back.
He decides that what he is going to do about it is: snuggle Bella some more. Mmmm, cuddly.
Bella does not object to this in the least. She blocked off the entire morning; there's at least an hour left.
Bella is so great. She hurts him so nicely. He loves her for that, among many other things.
"I'm trying to think if I have any characteristics you don't love me for," Bella mumbles.
They are a little more intense than usual, at least for Alice. He keeps thinking back to his recent positive experiences with overwhelming agony.