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You focus, and braid your magic.
A thread of wind carry your words. Woven in the magic, concern about her situation, reassurance everything is fine for you.
You feel perfectly attuned to the wind for a second. What the wind can push, another breath can pull back
"<span class="mu-r">Glad to know you're fine, brother. I'm in the most peculiar place...</span>"