[Ferran sits down on the nearest available bed with visible relief, letting out a slow breath. He takes a moment longer to consider Mia's response, and though he still feels that it was... lacking, he knows continuing along that line will just result in more attempts at encouragement. So instead, he offers a compromise.]
I guess we had to start somewhere.
[He conjures a flask out of thin air without a thought, leaving a trail of red sparkles. It's then that he realizes he doesn't really know where this is going, though, so he defaults to his usual response: politeness.]
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I guess we had to start somewhere.
[He conjures a flask out of thin air without a thought, leaving a trail of red sparkles. It's then that he realizes he doesn't really know where this is going, though, so he defaults to his usual response: politeness.]
Uh, can I offer you some water?