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zarataz (zarataz) wrote in silverage,

"So there are people in your England who can't do magic? There seemed to be so many of you --I always see you speaking on the bulletin boards-- that I sort of assumed you'd come from a place where everyone had abilities." Zee poured the wine and handed Remus a glass. "Are you born with it?"

She didn't really have a list of questions she was planning going through. This wasn't meant to be an interrogation. Zatanna was just genuinely curious and, still, slightly worried. Zachary, Klarion, and several other magical teenagers she'd encountered over her career had left her prematurely leery of any she encountered in the future. If nothing else, she'd known herself as a magical teenager. Bad decisions became ten times worse than the bad decisions regular homo sapiens made.

"You could say I'm hiding too. I don't make such an effort of it back home, but here I'm strictly an illusionist. At least that's what I want people believing."