"My magic isn't... competitive in nature," Delta answers, his words becoming a soft mumble. What in the world is going on? HE feels a bit like a younger man again, like he was before York helped him find confidence in some ways.
Lor don't you dare turn back time to that Delta.
"I'm merely his steward. I do not believe there would be something in which I could compete."
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Date: 2016-06-09 08:25 pm (UTC)Lor don't you dare turn back time to that Delta.
"I'm merely his steward. I do not believe there would be something in which I could compete."