[ A beat of pause, Stephen's expression going slack for a second as he looks back at Jim, processes what he's just said, tries to decide how it feels. The smile wins the day and an answer in kind as he briefly ducks his head, takes another sip of wine. ]
Oh. You mean this? [ A florish, and a few little butterflies of blue light flutter into the space between them, a couple dancing around Jim's head before flitting up and away. ] That's a pretty broad topic. Anything in particular you want to know?
[ A different kind of courtesy to ask before starting, given how easy it would be for him to talk about magic for a week straight. ]
no subject
Oh. You mean this? [ A florish, and a few little butterflies of blue light flutter into the space between them, a couple dancing around Jim's head before flitting up and away. ] That's a pretty broad topic. Anything in particular you want to know?
[ A different kind of courtesy to ask before starting, given how easy it would be for him to talk about magic for a week straight. ]