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Oscar:  Oscar fell silent, still clinging to her arm.
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Tinasha:  “What’s wrong? If you’re thinking of reducing my magic, go ahead. I’ll win, even if I lose some of my ability to use spiritual magic. Or are you thinking of restraining me in a more direct manner?” Action/Narration Beneath that grin lay a hostility that made it plain she wouldn’t balk at making an enemy of him. She was so far away, distant enough to be unreachable.
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Oscar:  How could she have changed this much? Oscar was stunned, and he released Tinasha’s arm without realizing it. “I don’t…know what you’re thinking.”
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Tinasha:  “The same as ever. This is who I’ve always been.” Action/Narration She stated as she reached up and looped her arms around Oscar’s neck, snuggling in and holding him tight. Her warmth was no different, but her mind couldn’t have been further away. Closing his eyes against a significant rush of sentimentality, Oscar realized where that odd sense of familiarity had come from. This was the same person he caught a glimpse of in Tinasha’s diaries from four hundred years ago.