[ Then he draws in a small, deciding breath, and abruptly changes the subject. ]
— Did I ever tell you I'm a wizard?
[ It's a sharp about-face but it feels necessary to give Nate a few moments less observed after having laid himself out for dissection under his own scalpel and left himself bleeding and bare in the company of a surgeon ill-suited to this kind of work.
Turning that spotlight on himself is the best way Stephen knows how... and he needs it there. Only for a moment or two. Long enough to make some small sense of what's coming after. ]
Not the mentalist thing. Sorcerer, if we're being technical.
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— Did I ever tell you I'm a wizard?
[ It's a sharp about-face but it feels necessary to give Nate a few moments less observed after having laid himself out for dissection under his own scalpel and left himself bleeding and bare in the company of a surgeon ill-suited to this kind of work.
Turning that spotlight on himself is the best way Stephen knows how... and he needs it there. Only for a moment or two. Long enough to make some small sense of what's coming after. ]
Not the mentalist thing. Sorcerer, if we're being technical.