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"Well, the only people who speak Pax around here like reading just fine. So the alphabet for Pax can wait. The plan for how you'll sit still involves learning some magic, so Prestidigitation comes before that, at least. You've started your book and haven't started a comic so the book comes before the comic."
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"Yes." She sits, turns him around on her lap, and reaches for the scroll with one arm. "Voila. That's a Kharoline word that Pax gobbled up."
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Poor Fëanáro. "You'll be able to cast it later," she assures him, setting the scroll aside.
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And she reads over his shoulder, and with her free hand outlines a plan and priorities for reinventing wizardry.
The person who opens the door definitely notices Fëanáro; she takes a step back out of the room, looks at the doorframe to make sure it is the room she was intending to be walking into, and then steps back in.
"Hello?" she says in Pax.
Fëanáro doesn't yet speak Pax, so he doesn't understand her, but he does hear the voice and jump and clutch the book to his chest to protect it and look for a place he can run to. He would have to dart through her at the door. He freezes instead.
"Hello?" she says in Pax.
Fëanáro doesn't yet speak Pax, so he doesn't understand her, but he does hear the voice and jump and clutch the book to his chest to protect it and look for a place he can run to. He would have to dart through her at the door. He freezes instead.