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[tongueamok]

Hello, this is Carlisle. I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er... Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo— [beep]

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[tongueamok]

There is a reason that, when teaching glyphcrafting, you start with something that doesn't require much eksth'alva. That is what magical energy each of us innately has. Or at least humans.

[Don't ask him to teach Shadow or Glacius magic. He's lucky enough that humans from other worlds can learn.]

Not everyone has much of it, and if someone who doesn't were to activate something as taxing as a healing glyph, then that may be the end of them.

[dedikated]

( that's pretty clear, thank you, Carlisle. )

Reet.

( maybe not, then. )

You at least gonna talk about what th' process is like?

( Kate. there are nicer ways to ask that. )

[tongueamok]

To you, here and now, or the other people?

[The latter idea seems horrifying to him, if the way his nose wrinkles is a sign.]

[dedikated]

The others.

( for one thing, she's quite well acquainted with how being supernaturally healed feels like. )

[tongueamok]

I can tell them about the process should they need to know.

[dedikated]

Great.

( that works.

and, after a pause that's almost awkward in its length; ) Thanks.

( that's. the thing you say, right? )