"Which is scarier, magic or science?" Steve shrugs. "They seem equally weird to me."
Steve nods to his explanation, though he still looks serious. There's so much that can go wrong in their line of work. He still doesn't think it's ideal to have minors fighting, no matter how talented they are. At least they seem to get something out of it, some sense of identity and purpose.
"Just don't forget to take care of yourself, too," he says, which is vague advice almost to the point of being useless, but he's not sure what else to say, caught between an urge to protect and a conscious effort not to be overbearing.
"Anyway, if you want to talk about it, consider me a free sounding board," he smiles at him, then reaches over his head to grab a couple bowls from the cabinet. "What do you like to drink? Milk, juice, soda pop, water?"
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Steve nods to his explanation, though he still looks serious. There's so much that can go wrong in their line of work. He still doesn't think it's ideal to have minors fighting, no matter how talented they are. At least they seem to get something out of it, some sense of identity and purpose.
"Just don't forget to take care of yourself, too," he says, which is vague advice almost to the point of being useless, but he's not sure what else to say, caught between an urge to protect and a conscious effort not to be overbearing.
"Anyway, if you want to talk about it, consider me a free sounding board," he smiles at him, then reaches over his head to grab a couple bowls from the cabinet. "What do you like to drink? Milk, juice, soda pop, water?"