[The rap to Kratos's head gets a grunt, but he grudgingly lets the push of mana fade and focusses once more on his breathing. It shouldn't be this difficult.
[It isn't bitter, exactly, but it leans that way; self-incriminating, almost. Kratos has to force himself to exhale, and then he can't help but wonder, a bit too loud, how he's going to manage if this is how things are going to be; how he's going to manage if this takes months or years to re-learn.
[All night may not be enough, and for once, the prospect of having to be patient weighs more burdensome than not. This discontent, too, registers as a subtle undercurrent. Another exhale, and his next question is deliberate, a second of have you noticed and location, rhythm; he's too focussed just on generation mana to have observed where his mana might be catching. Yuan might have seen something by now.]
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[It isn't bitter, exactly, but it leans that way; self-incriminating, almost. Kratos has to force himself to exhale, and then he can't help but wonder, a bit too loud, how he's going to manage if this is how things are going to be; how he's going to manage if this takes months or years to re-learn.
[All night may not be enough, and for once, the prospect of having to be patient weighs more burdensome than not. This discontent, too, registers as a subtle undercurrent. Another exhale, and his next question is deliberate, a second of have you noticed and location, rhythm; he's too focussed just on generation mana to have observed where his mana might be catching. Yuan might have seen something by now.]