Healing magic was weird, but practical (and efficent) enough for Carolina to appreciate and accept in reality.
Healing magic that worked on robots? That would probably start the fail loop of logical application again, and Heaven knew York had managed to give Carolina a migrane when talking her through the idiosyncrasies of the dream realm in the first days she'd been there.
"I'm sure you'll both figure something out," she replied, keeping amusement to the edges of her voice; it was a real enough concern, and wayward team members would only server to get people killed. ..Again.
Carolina's face went still. It was true: even before everything unraveled like a threadbare tapestry, Project Freelancer had hardly been safe - compared to the missions and the training and the inevitable treachery of that past life, this place was as safe as you could get. "For all of you," she corrected after a moment. Aforementioned nightmares aside.
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Healing magic that worked on robots? That would probably start the fail loop of logical application again, and Heaven knew York had managed to give Carolina a migrane when talking her through the idiosyncrasies of the dream realm in the first days she'd been there.
"I'm sure you'll both figure something out," she replied, keeping amusement to the edges of her voice; it was a real enough concern, and wayward team members would only server to get people killed. ..Again.
Carolina's face went still. It was true: even before everything unraveled like a threadbare tapestry, Project Freelancer had hardly been safe - compared to the missions and the training and the inevitable treachery of that past life, this place was as safe as you could get. "For all of you," she corrected after a moment. Aforementioned nightmares aside.