"Don't look at me like that." WHYS TO MORY
Maybe it’s just the hazy feeling she always gets when she’s around too much mesmer magic, but Mory has the sense that something is off about Whyseir. It could be that she just hadn't noticed before--lately, she's only run into him on the occasional mission--but something is definitely wrong. She could try to use her connection to the Dream to puzzle out what might have changed, if she could manage to focus in the middle of a battle. Which Whys does she even focus on? They all look the same: same eyes, same fighting style, same unsettling tendency to look even more attractive covered in all that bandit blood--
The clone Mory had been staring at vanishes abruptly.
"Don’t look at me like that."
The young necromancer disappears in a puff of shadow magic and embarrassment. Hopefully Whyseir will forget she was there...
