“I know, El.” Ernie said in a soft, almost defeated voice. He’d felt the same way countless times. He moved close to her, and tilted her chin up to look at him. “I feel like that too, you know. Just… so done. Whats the point?” He sighed, “But I’m working with Healer Renwick, he’s doing some tests, I showed him all of my theories… we’re going to work on a cure you know. And maybe we’ll find one. Maybe we’ll have our magic back, El.” He chewed his lip as he spoke. He had to believe it would work, it was the only thing he had left.