because the lives of the wicked should be made brief

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[whumpawhumpa]

Still. Props.

( Does she fist bump? Have a fist bump. )

[regentem]

Thank you.

[And she will take that fist bump, before nodding.]

Probably one of the pieces of magic I'm more proud of. That and releasing the ancestors.

[whumpawhumpa]

Doesn't your power come from your ancestors? ( To Sophie. ) She's a Harvest Girl, right?

[regentem]

[Sophie nods, but Davina can speak for herself and she will.]

I'm the last Harvest girl.

[For many reasons, but the biggest one is that it's no longer needed. Vincent nods. "The original way we were drawing on our ancestors, it was like we were a parasite on their spirits. We were anchors on them, and they were never able to find peace."]

But fortunately there was a way to fix it.

[There's a small hesitation because she and Scott haven't really covered this yet.]

One of the times I died, they consecrated me to the ancestors in an attempt to bring me back. It didn't work, not that time anyway, but with Vincent on the outside and me on the inside, we were able to dismantle the spell holding them there and set all of those witches free. We still practice ancestral magic, but it's much ... healthier now.

[whumpawhumpa]

( Scott frowns. One of the times she's died? She's died? He thought Derek had died. Almost lost Allison. And then thought he'd also lost Allison because of what everyone needed to believe.

But Davina has died.

He takes her hand if he can, supporting her. )

Death's not the end in our line of work.

[regentem]

[She gives Scott's hand a squeeze in return. They can talk about it later, after their friends are gone. She's not ashamed of it, but it's still hard to talk about.]

No, it's not. In some ways, it can be a beginning.

🎀

[whumpawhumpa]

It's almost poetic.

( And with that, the group settles in for more small talk. )