[ He doesn’t realize that he’s holding his breath until Peter eases back against the wall of the log, and he lets it all out in a relieved sigh. (And honestly, he’s not sure what he was more worried about, Peter refusing the magic, or insisting on pushing himself.) ]
Casting the spells might drain me a bit, but after that I’ll be fine. We’ll be resting anyway.
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Casting the spells might drain me a bit, but after that I’ll be fine. We’ll be resting anyway.