[ She watches the light of her magic catch his hair, tingeing it a shade of light green that pulls on her heart and makes her think of home. It's downright absurd to let concepts like Sanji and home overlap even for a second but the sight ingrains itself into her memory anyway, leaving her with the bittersweet thought that she'll draw on it often someday when she really is gone for good and she needs it most. ]
Maybe I'm magic.
[ A wry smile curves its way over her lips at the question, and she lets the light taper off so she can stretch her arm out and give her arm a shake, gently jostling the bangle around it, the lone green orb fixed into it catching the light as she moves. ]
It's healing materia. I left it on so I could take care of you.
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Maybe I'm magic.
[ A wry smile curves its way over her lips at the question, and she lets the light taper off so she can stretch her arm out and give her arm a shake, gently jostling the bangle around it, the lone green orb fixed into it catching the light as she moves. ]
It's healing materia. I left it on so I could take care of you.