[Well, the length of time it takes to affect him is a little concerning, creasing her brow as she keeps the spell up. She'd think it would take less time, not more, after something as (presumably?) physically taxing as being brought back from the dead. Kaede will remember that.
But it does work in the end, and she breathes a quiet sigh of relief. She's never tried keeping a spell going like this, but it shouldn't be any different from keeping up Bardic Inspiration to inspire everyone! If nothing else, it's good practice, but she's getting kind of fidgety. The kind of fidgety where she has to pay just enough attention to keep the spell going, so she can't mess around on her bracer without risking disrupting the spell. She pulls out he book Akechi gave her to write down memories in and tries writing some stuff down, but feels her grip on the magic wavering and has to stop. And she definitely can't cast anything else. Her fingers tap restlessly against her leg.
She wants to play piano. She really, really wants to play piano!! She doodles herself a rudimentary 49-key keyboard across two pages of the book, "playing" it as she hums, but it's not the same.
Eventually, in a fit of impulsive, restless boredom, she reaches out to gently start running her fingers through his hair. Something like that would be relaxing to her, so maybe it'll help him sleep with just a little less magic.
Or it'll be weirdly invasive and wake him up. Either way.]
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[Well, the length of time it takes to affect him is a little concerning, creasing her brow as she keeps the spell up. She'd think it would take less time, not more, after something as (presumably?) physically taxing as being brought back from the dead. Kaede will remember that.
But it does work in the end, and she breathes a quiet sigh of relief. She's never tried keeping a spell going like this, but it shouldn't be any different from keeping up Bardic Inspiration to inspire everyone! If nothing else, it's good practice, but she's getting kind of fidgety. The kind of fidgety where she has to pay just enough attention to keep the spell going, so she can't mess around on her bracer without risking disrupting the spell. She pulls out he book Akechi gave her to write down memories in and tries writing some stuff down, but feels her grip on the magic wavering and has to stop. And she definitely can't cast anything else. Her fingers tap restlessly against her leg.
She wants to play piano. She really, really wants to play piano!! She doodles herself a rudimentary 49-key keyboard across two pages of the book, "playing" it as she hums, but it's not the same.
Eventually, in a fit of impulsive, restless boredom, she reaches out to gently start running her fingers through his hair. Something like that would be relaxing to her, so maybe it'll help him sleep with just a little less magic.
Or it'll be weirdly invasive and wake him up. Either way.]