[color=D6CC88]She smiled up at Adrian, glad that he'd been able to help Ethan right away.  The healer still looked pretty young, but not so young that he hadn't finished his training.  She hoped she'd be done with hers by the time she was his age.

Why didn't Cecil get it?  Ugh, it was so /frustrating/!  Amuné wondered if maybe he was the sort of person that needed to be shown things over and over before he understood.  She knew for a fact he felt pain -- the way he'd screamed on the ship before going all scary was proof of that.  The thought was set aside as she swayed on her feet.  Two unintended visions plus trying to use her magic on purpose, not to mention dashing about and worrying about Ethan and Cecil, and she was worn out.

The healer helped her find her balance, and then to a place to sit.  Amuné accepted the waterskin gratefully but froze with it halfway to her mouth when Adrian concluded she was a Magi.  "I'm not -- I don't--"  Cold fear tightened her grip on the waterskin and a bit of liquid dribbled down the side.  Was everyone going to be able to tell?  She needed to do better.  She hadn't even used any of her magic, so what had given her away?!

She shrank away when the man came down to her level, but what he said was reassuring, at least.  "You have the blessing of St. Edos?"  ...Did that mean all the healers with magic would be able to tell she was a Seer?  Amuné looked away.  "I'm Amuné.  Amuné Ris," she replied in a small voice.  "My mommy's a healer like you are."  She wasn't sure about him, but...this was Mutebo, right?  So if she didn't say what sort of Magi she was she should be okay.  "I wasn't in a fight or anything, but...I don't have very good control of my magic, and...there's never really been anyone to teach me.  I lost control earlier, and then I tried to use it on purpose, and now I'm tired."  The last few words came out in a rather petulant tone.
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