Melina bit her lip for a moment. "But how was I to know it wasn't you making the ash? I can only tell who's doing what if I have their blood. I didn't have either your or his blood. So that reduces some of your arguments invalid. I don't know your abilities, or didn't know your abilities. But I did know you controlled fire. Ash is what fire leaves behind once it has consumed its driving energy." Melina leans back a little, overly calm for the dangerous position she's in. "And how would I know you knew I was the one you were looking for? Besides. I was willing to talk until the ash. Too late now." She leans forwards, coming close to slitting her neck with a blade. "I haven't lied once since we've met. I haven't lied to you, and I didn't lie to your guild master when we met two months ago. You have no reason not to believe me yet." She sat back on her heals, confident. "Do I need to break down everything I said? Or will you come to the proper conclusions? Or, are you in fact, so close minded and so vehemently believe your right that everything that comes out of my mouth is a lie."
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Mayt nodded. "Yeah, I understand. But I have no clue what happened to Wes, I doubt I ever will understand what happened. But, hell, I barely understand my own magic." He boarded the train behind Sasha, but sits on the seat across from her. "And I'll admit I'm not the best with keeping up with current events. So I've probably missed some events, but I've noticed a few happenings..." His stare goes blank for a moment as he stares out the window at the people, going silent almost as if that was the last thing he would ever need to say. He sighs, closing his eyes and leaning against the window. "Angelo, look after Sasha when we get back, I need to go to sleep."