[A raging inferno wasn't to Caster's expectations, nor is he interested in sticking it out. In an instant, he reforms at his Master's side, hands folded behind his back as though he's a lecturer handling a furious student.
(was that a trickle of fear he felt, in the midst of all that fire?)]
Reading people is what I do. [Despite the storm trembling before him, Caster retains his dry tone. He's been threatened with violence and death plenty of times before. He can bear any ill will slung his way.] Reading minds isn't. If I possessed such a power, I wouldn't have bothered to answer your summons in the first place. I can tell you're already going to be a handful, Master.
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(was that a trickle of fear he felt, in the midst of all that fire?)]
Reading people is what I do. [Despite the storm trembling before him, Caster retains his dry tone. He's been threatened with violence and death plenty of times before. He can bear any ill will slung his way.] Reading minds isn't. If I possessed such a power, I wouldn't have bothered to answer your summons in the first place. I can tell you're already going to be a handful, Master.