[ Ah. It is not something that warrants an apology, he thinks, so he does not offer one; Thranduil knows, now, and if it comes up later, then it will. In the meantime, he's almost interested to see if he'll try to hide it more from him.
The adjustment to the sleeve not being chewed on is new yet again. He is being- preened, almost. Yet Thranduil is older than he is, and also not mortal; unlike so many others, he has never shown fear or discomfort at what the Outsider is as opposed to what he says. The Outsider allows this, then, watching with some curiosity at the changes that are made. ]
Magic in my world is much the same. What you are naturally inclined to comes easiest, and many never seek out other types.
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The adjustment to the sleeve not being chewed on is new yet again. He is being- preened, almost. Yet Thranduil is older than he is, and also not mortal; unlike so many others, he has never shown fear or discomfort at what the Outsider is as opposed to what he says. The Outsider allows this, then, watching with some curiosity at the changes that are made. ]
Magic in my world is much the same. What you are naturally inclined to comes easiest, and many never seek out other types.