Level 2 Protection from Zaknafien

[wickedestwitch]

Uhm. Guys?

I uh... I think that wedding was real.

As in really real. 'Have a ring tattooed on my finger' real.

I- I don't know what to do.

[Everything might just be figuratively on fire a little bit.]

In less personal... stuff. Is anyone able to point me at the section of books here with magic that someone who can already do a different sort of magic can learn from? Mine's a bit... unpredictable in it's specifics.

Comments

[wickedestwitch]

Your father and I are actually really married, at least so far as the Trumps are concerned and they are the highest authority here.

[naturaltwohands]

No!

[Someone is taking this incredibly poorly.]

I did not mean to... Marriage is—

[wickedestwitch]

Don't you dare blame yourself Drizzt.

I agreed to this, realizing there could be consequences and I don't regret it.

[naturaltwohands]

[A long pause, and then he says helplessly, mental voice still close to the verge of panic:]

You would get along with my friends back home. I cannot argue with you that I am to blame for this, can I?

[After all, he had been the foolish one that got arrested and required the backstory in the first place. He should have known better!]

[wickedestwitch]

Nope.

You weren't the only one who had a hand it what happened, you cannot take the whole responsibility. Besides, it would not have gone as peaceably as it did without your help as well.

Why is he so melodramatic I love him.

[naturaltwohands]

I was still foolish to ask the question that put me under suspicion in the first place.

[At least his tone is a little less upset. He's letting himself be talked down for the moment, mostly because he doesn't know what to do when someone's actually calling him on his self-blaming bullshit. Drizzt never talks about this stuff out loud for this very reason!

But this is mental, and there's no barrier, so it had gotten through.]