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"Don't strain yourself, flower girl." Arrow frowned slightly when she caught Delilah rubbing her own temples, everything she managed to get floating dropping to the ground. Something about a new power, eh? She still didn't know how all this worked, powers and the like. It seemed to defy everything about life that she'd learned in her time, only in Tanglewood had she discovered such things. Did it extend out into other territories, or was it the radiation?

She shook her head, a lopsided grin taking the prior frown's place, other than the pain it seemed to bring on, this was some cool shit. Things were floating, it was like something out of a little children's fairytale book. She was like a little witch in her little forest cottage. "This is pretty rad, Delilah."

delilah was worried about bothering malphas. while a nice sentiment, the medic wouldn't have minded- he spent most of his days just sorting shit or sewing (oh god, what was he becoming) but everything had been pretty nice in his life. thus, he'd have probably liked the company his patients gave him, but he of course wouldn't want to make her uncomfortable.

straying out of his house, he wore a few hours of sleep deprivation on his face, dark eye circles and resting bitch face. still, though, he saw delilah, and forced himself to look a little better. he saw delilah had powers, and he tasted a bitterness in his mouth. he wanted powers. he was the stupid mortal, the creature without powers, and it seemed like everyone around him had powers. it was tragic. still, though, he had mostly worked through it.

he offered a real smile to his patient. "hey, that's pretty neat. it'll be really useful, too- think of all the possibilities," he said, his tone soft. oh god. he was being... nice... and for once, he didn't feel gross. it felt right.

Morgan appeared from behind Vigenere, visibly amused and excited by the display of power. "This's great, Delilah," he barked. "Malphas is right. You can be an even greater asset to Tanglewood now - all you have to do is practice. You can break through your limits if you keep pushing yourself."

The canine looked around, trying to count off who did and did not have powers that had manifested themselves before. "Maybe we can have a public training session sometime. Not sparring, but just practice for all of us who have these strange abilities. These 'powers' are vital to help protect and rebuild our town." He turned to Malphas, then added, "... Not to ignore your work, I mean. You do plenty for us, Malphas." He knew that Arrow, too, did not have powers, but Malphas had in the past shown a strong insecurity due to his apparent lack of them.

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"Damn, you're just leaving me in the dust with all these powers and shit." Arrow snorted, sticking out her tongue playfully at the idea of a training session. Self consciousness found it's chance to crawl back up from hell, grabbing her by the ankles. The tip of her tail twitched, eyes on the floating vial she lifted up next, eyes squinted slightly. She was still so, so lost when it came to all this.

"Malphas is our main man." The chocolate feline said under her breath, taking a step back from the group and sitting down behind the others when she got tired of standing, deciding it was in both of their best interests to give Delilah some space, and it wasn't like she could really do much else except say "gee golly that's pretty impressive". She looked around, diverting her attention intentionally, letting the rest of the Tanglefam do their thing. She could go, yeah, but part of her wanted to see if anything else went down, even if it was confusing and slightly bitter to her. Not that she would ever voice that.