[the realization of intent comes slowly, but surely as Yzak speaks, and fear starts to shape the expression Blue wears. his heart clenches in tandem with his stomach, and his skin prickles with goosepimples as Yzak makes the case for trying to...keep from burdening him with guilt...
he says that, and yet...!]
...Yzak... [his mouth closes briefly as he struggles with this appeal.] Yzak, we don't...the capricious nature of these powers, the costs...
no subject
he says that, and yet...!]
...Yzak... [his mouth closes briefly as he struggles with this appeal.] Yzak, we don't...the capricious nature of these powers, the costs...