I, I can move further away now. It's as though there's an invisible thread...
[ He reaches out to touch the space between them, frowning at the air. He can't see anything, and by this point, Jon can See most things no matter how invisible they're meant to be. Again: perks of an eldritch knowledge god.
So it's worrying, that he finds nothing in the air at all.
He looks up at her again, and keeps his voice polite and careful. He could push some power into a truth compulsion, but he strongly does not want to, and it takes some attention to prevent it from slipping out accidentally. ]
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[ He reaches out to touch the space between them, frowning at the air. He can't see anything, and by this point, Jon can See most things no matter how invisible they're meant to be. Again: perks of an eldritch knowledge god.
So it's worrying, that he finds nothing in the air at all.
He looks up at her again, and keeps his voice polite and careful. He could push some power into a truth compulsion, but he strongly does not want to, and it takes some attention to prevent it from slipping out accidentally. ]
And what, uh, do you do, back home?