[He follows, picking up his pace to catch up with her. He still has too many questions left unanswered.]
So you're an actual witch. As in, you're using magic? Real magic, not science that everyone likes to think is magic?
[He doesn't comment on the fact that it's a good thing he landed in her lap; because, honestly, it's so true that he feels like it doesn't need to be commented upon. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, if he can figure out what exactly being a witch entails.]
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So you're an actual witch. As in, you're using magic? Real magic, not science that everyone likes to think is magic?
[He doesn't comment on the fact that it's a good thing he landed in her lap; because, honestly, it's so true that he feels like it doesn't need to be commented upon. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, if he can figure out what exactly being a witch entails.]