Re: The Mirror/The Illusion
Was it pain? Friday looked first from those teeth to the inky pools of imploring eyes. They certain seemed to think so, and she wasn't sure if it was just evolution that she was witnessing. A thing that could rotate its body like that? That could be very useful if something else regarded it as prey. It seemed to sense her pause too, and trilled again. "I promised," she said quietly. A bargain had been struck and yet, distress was the last thing she wanted to cause.
"It always goes awry," she whispered, and with a thought, the thing in her palm faded, seemingly sent back to wherever she'd plucked it from. Blinking, she dropped her wand into a seat beside them, unwilling to try again for the moment. It would only get worse, and there had been enough tears.
"Shh, don't cry, I won't try again if you don't wish for it." A second promise and it was no more sure than the first as she reached out tentatively, a gloved thumb slipping through the moisture lining their bottom lashes. A solution had to be found, and she knew what it was. "I'll have to find you another one. One from here. I'll free him from a horrid little cage, and he will be yours. Or she. A pair?"