Date: 2022-05-04 09:21 pm (UTC)
chrisisofaith: (1- Oh poor baby)
"Gods, you're the worst."

Chris bats Scott's hand away to weave his magic through the pieces and fuse them back together. Once they're whole again, he folds them and offers them back, that vague annoyance still lingering.

"Satisfied? I'll fix your anti-blow up glasses if they get broken."
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