[there's a moment of silence after she listens to that before she laughs, amused in a way despite the circumstances.]
It would be nice if that were true, but no magic could do this.
[she's seen illusions and other strange magic, but none so complete and vivid as this. the way the stone shifted to scales under her touch, the heat and the smell of burnt gold - it's familiar and, to her, still too real to be ignored.]
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It would be nice if that were true, but no magic could do this.
[she's seen illusions and other strange magic, but none so complete and vivid as this. the way the stone shifted to scales under her touch, the heat and the smell of burnt gold - it's familiar and, to her, still too real to be ignored.]