He hesitates, thinks about why he'd come out here to talk to Oz to begin with. That's right, Dunamis. He thinks back to the cup he'd repaired, the fence he and Kevin had mended, the ways that he'd been able to summon this power to begin with. At its core, his own power to pull things back together and seal them in beauty and fragility, begins and ends with this young man in front of him.
"I may not have been watching you close enough," he mutters, "but I'm proud of you, Oz."
He pats him on the back, and then pushes him along so he can head back inside. Gil doesn't make any moves to follow, though. It's nice outside, and clearly he's going to need to practice a lot more to catch up to his young master.
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He hesitates, thinks about why he'd come out here to talk to Oz to begin with. That's right, Dunamis. He thinks back to the cup he'd repaired, the fence he and Kevin had mended, the ways that he'd been able to summon this power to begin with. At its core, his own power to pull things back together and seal them in beauty and fragility, begins and ends with this young man in front of him.
"I may not have been watching you close enough," he mutters, "but I'm proud of you, Oz."
He pats him on the back, and then pushes him along so he can head back inside. Gil doesn't make any moves to follow, though. It's nice outside, and clearly he's going to need to practice a lot more to catch up to his young master.