[So far, the small talk has provided a decent distraction from the tense atmosphere that the evening has descended into as the carriage rattles its way back to the square. Then Kyle has to ask about his magic, and the question lands like a punch to the gut. In the dark of Wilhelm's thoughts, that tarot card burns perpetually.
haha yikes
A minute spins away before he responds.]
Fine, I guess.
[No, he will not elaborate.]
Did any messengers show up where you were?