She takes his hand with a leap of joy. Oh, he really is, she can feel that right deep down in her magic. Her father would have absolutely adored this moment maybe more than she was.
"Merlin," she murmured, "good lord. That's brilliant. My father loved your stories through all the various mythologies so much he insisted I be named after you. It took mum some convincing and a vowel change." There's a good energy to him, for all he's got those crazy eyes and it's almost difficult to let go. It's almost a regret to let go but she does lest it seems weird. How many get to meet Merlin in their lifetimes. She adored him already.
Her magic bubbles up in greeting, too, as she bounces lightly on the balls of her feet. There's a shimmer and a bit of a shrug before her wings unfurl, luminescent in blues and indigos. It's just an explosion of joy, really, that's a damn good match to that madcap spark he gives off. When she laughs, it's a bright, sunny thing.
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She takes his hand with a leap of joy. Oh, he really is, she can feel that right deep down in her magic. Her father would have absolutely adored this moment maybe more than she was.
"Merlin," she murmured, "good lord. That's brilliant. My father loved your stories through all the various mythologies so much he insisted I be named after you. It took mum some convincing and a vowel change." There's a good energy to him, for all he's got those crazy eyes and it's almost difficult to let go. It's almost a regret to let go but she does lest it seems weird. How many get to meet Merlin in their lifetimes. She adored him already.
Her magic bubbles up in greeting, too, as she bounces lightly on the balls of her feet. There's a shimmer and a bit of a shrug before her wings unfurl, luminescent in blues and indigos. It's just an explosion of joy, really, that's a damn good match to that madcap spark he gives off. When she laughs, it's a bright, sunny thing.
"Oh, am I ever pleased to meet you."