[Yuya drops to his knees at an angle, staying back while Strange completes the spell. He watches the motion of his hands more than anything else, and once the offer to look is there Yuya leans over immediately to squint at the pendant. Yeah, the dark clouds he recognizes--so it's always the same effect no matter what'd hiding them, right? It was like that in Portland, too.]
I'd rather it keep looking that way. [Nightshade in the carnival sounds like a Nightmare. He's not sure he totally understands the symbolism of the movement, but it may not mean anything more than Strange's usual, more complex and versatile scrying--it's just magic, magic is weird.]
I guess you wouldn't use a dead thing to find someone you like? [It would probably be a living flower, right?]
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I'd rather it keep looking that way. [Nightshade in the carnival sounds like a Nightmare. He's not sure he totally understands the symbolism of the movement, but it may not mean anything more than Strange's usual, more complex and versatile scrying--it's just magic, magic is weird.]
I guess you wouldn't use a dead thing to find someone you like? [It would probably be a living flower, right?]