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[motherof_bone]

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[restrainorder]

Huh?

[eldestnephite]

[Stares down at him with a raised eyebrow.]

It seems clear enough.

[restrainorder]

It doesn't make any sense!

[eldestnephite]

[Bemused, he has two little brothers, he can be both patient and infuriating.]

Doesn't it?

[restrainorder]

No. That's nature stuff.

[eldestnephite]

And nature does not make sense?

[restrainorder]

You can't make nature stuff happen, nature does!

[eldestnephite]

Is that so...

[restrainorder]

[crosses arms proudly with a nod.] Yup.

[proudsuccessor]

What would a snotty little robot know about it, hmm?

[restrainorder]

More than you.

1/2

[eldestnephite]

Adina. Mind your temper.

[proudsuccessor]

[She sniffs.]

Should we show you then?

[restrainorder]

Show me what?

[eldestnephite]

[He gives a faint smile.]

How the witches call down the thunder.

[proudsuccessor]

[Brother and sister move to stand beside one another, fingers twining close. Dark eyed and sharp-toothed, they pull the webs of magic taut and tight in the air, just the way their mother taught them. If they reach up and pluck them in the air, thunder resounds.]

Stupid little scrap heap.