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It sounds like things got pretty wild in your world. [ Just saying there, Mako. Just saying. Things were wild for Ange back home too, but never on a world-ending level!

Though she doesn't seem to mind the detective side of him rearing its head at all though, considering she's still just patiently answering his questions. It really helps that she trusts Mako, and she knows he would never ask a dumb question. Which, in turn, renders her much more likely to pay actual attention to his questions. ]

It sounds like powers are a lot more genetic in your world though than in mine. The passing down thing is a more direct action in my world. Neither of my parents knew how to use magic. [ As far.. as she knows.. Her mom did seem pretty cozy with a demon, after all, so who knows!! ] My aunt was the one with the magic. When she was on her deathbed, she told me that she was transfering her magic to me, that's when I got it. So I knew it was happening, yes.

You have no idea.

[ The exhaustion in those four words... Mako is so tired of the world nearly ending. It has happened so often. ]

How old were you? And, if she was on her deathbed at the time, who taught you?

[ And were you close, he doesn't ask, because Mako knows he doesn't like his own sore spots poked at. He knows Ange has those same spots, that they have more in common than they should. ]

It's interesting. How different it is. I mean, it's not great. I know Ruby's powers work nothing like mine, so it's possible that nothing I say will stick and she'll keep almost setting you on fire. Maybe I can teach her meditate or something.

[ Meditate, huh. Ange tries to imagine Ruby learning that, but it's.. hard.. ]

Maybe you can try and get her to compare those fire powers to the powers she's used to back home. I think they call their powers.. Auras and Semblances. [ She thinks. Magic in Ruby's world sounds so weird, but she's been trying to keep up. ] Maybe she'll be able to control it better once she can think of it in terms of something she can comprehend?

.. sorry. I know I'm putting a lot on you here. You're just one of the few people I trust with this.

[ Which are high accolades, coming from Ange.

But she doesn't forget that he's also asked her some questions, and it wouldn't feel right to just ignore that, so a moment later she adds: ] I was 18 when I got my powers. It happened just a little while before I ended up in Deerington, so I had to learn most of it by myself.

Though I also was taught a little by my dead cousin's spirit, though I'm well aware how ridiculous that sounds.

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Good idea. And it's fine, don't apologize. I should probably offer it to the city, actually, if this is really as widespread as it seems to be. It's either that or let the city burn down, right?

[ He feels that trust like the warm glow of coals. It's so... it's nice to be trusted, especially by someone as self-contained as Ange seems to be. He'll just have to make sure he lives up to that trust, and doesn't break it.

Which is a little... well. Mako's failed at that in the past. ]

I'm self-taught, too, and Korra learned from a dead war-hero in the spirit world, so it doesn't sound as weird as you think. Honestly? Kind of wish I had a dead person to teach me some firebending tricks.

Don't type that so loudly. Before you know it, you'll have some sort of weird zombie approaching you.

[ This may not be Deerington, but you never know. You never know. Somewhere between the out of control powers and the crabs that apparently attacked people here upon arrival, Ange is so not putting those sorts of shenanigans beyond this place. ]

But.. anyway, I just wanted to say.. [ Can you tell she's waffling because she's awkward.

Because that's exactly what's happening. ]

I owe you one for this. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you at any point.

[ Mako can definitely tell she's waffling because saying things like that is hard and awkward, and for him, at least, offering yourself up for some future unclaimed favor is—

It's hard. It's a gesture of trust, and it's kind of touching, and Mako isn't about to play selfless and brush it off. He knows what he'd want someone to respond with, and he appreciates it. ]

Not a problem. I'll keep it in mind. You're a useful person to have around.

[ It sounds maybe a little callous, Mako reflects moments after he sends it, and frowns. ]

Which is a good thing.

For the record.

[ This truly is the smoothest text Mako has sent in his entire life, isn't it.

And while Ange gets the intent behind it, even before he writes that it's a good thing - because it's exactly the kind of 'smooth text' Ange herself would send - the instinctive reply can't be anything but: ]

That's something someone might say about a spatula.

[ You know.

Being useful to have around. ]

But I'll take the compliment.

[ THE SMOOTHEST.

He glares uselessly down at the Omni for a long moment, fighting a smile. At least Ange gets it. At least she's teasing, which means he probably didn't offend her horribly. That's something. ]

I'll keep an eye on Ruby for you, Spatula.

[ She sees what you did there, Mako.

But she won't protest it. If not just because Mako might just be the sole person in this entire town she can trust with this sort of dumb joke, considering he won't parrot it to absolutely everyone here. Let alone Ruby. Bless this introvert club. ]

Thanks. Good luck.

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i think that's a wrap!