A few moments later, Strange is back with the candle and bucket of water. The water gets sat right near his feet as does the candlestick, while Strange lights a match. Lighting the candle, he picks it up, dropping the burnt match on the floor, ready to...hell if he knows, throw it at something or try to manipulate the fire from the candlestick if something were to pop up.
At Carly's question, Strange still frowns. Those second thoughts are plain and obvious on his face and yet he answers, "I suppose so."
His daemon's hanging out near the edge of the trailer, staying as far away from these bad decisions as possible.
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At Carly's question, Strange still frowns. Those second thoughts are plain and obvious on his face and yet he answers, "I suppose so."
His daemon's hanging out near the edge of the trailer, staying as far away from these bad decisions as possible.