"Um, okay," Dawn said. "Just like messing with the fangirls, right? Nice, simple, illusion."
Dammit, why was so she on edge tonight? She hadn't been this uneasy in ages. The answer really was simple, of course. A lot of the other stuff, while bad, had been... abstract, lacking in a personal connection save that they might all die. But here, this was personal. She'd not known Svalin long, but counted her well enough as a friend.
She took a breath. "Okay. Ready."
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