[ The instability of time, present in Clergy HQ or elsewhere, was not something Copia even knew much about to fail to have any kind of grip on it. Of course things were, eh...screwy, at times, but that came with the territory, no? Miracles weren't reserved for the opposition.
So seeing this near-portrait quality of his mother in her heyday...not something to immediately raise any alarms. Sister had a way about her and while she was not always forthcoming with her secrets, there were a certain number of things he had come to expect from her. Foremostly that she had her reasons. And maybe a little bit of stock in the magic department - she'd gone through a few...what he would call "looks" since her accident. He knew she was self-conscious, so. Mostly, he could just smile and hope that this was something that finally made her comfortable. ]
Oh, heyyy. [ He does an awkward little wave from what he supposes was more of an old chapel as was growing up, wasn't it? Hopping down from the stage, he half-shuffled, half-jogged to meet her down the rows.
...Come to think of it, not that he would ever volunteer the comment, she did look a little - mentally he makes a rounding hand gesture over a stomach. Even thinking the actual word would be what made this weird.
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[ The instability of time, present in Clergy HQ or elsewhere, was not something Copia even knew much about to fail to have any kind of grip on it. Of course things were, eh...screwy, at times, but that came with the territory, no? Miracles weren't reserved for the opposition.
So seeing this near-portrait quality of his mother in her heyday...not something to immediately raise any alarms. Sister had a way about her and while she was not always forthcoming with her secrets, there were a certain number of things he had come to expect from her. Foremostly that she had her reasons. And maybe a little bit of stock in the magic department - she'd gone through a few...what he would call "looks" since her accident. He knew she was self-conscious, so. Mostly, he could just smile and hope that this was something that finally made her comfortable. ]
Oh, heyyy. [ He does an awkward little wave from what he supposes was more of an old chapel as was growing up, wasn't it? Hopping down from the stage, he half-shuffled, half-jogged to meet her down the rows.
...Come to think of it, not that he would ever volunteer the comment, she did look a little - mentally he makes a rounding hand gesture over a stomach. Even thinking the actual word would be what made this weird.
He did his best, anyway. ] Looking good, Sister.