(Caduceus' palms feel tingly. He waves them through the air, flexing his fingers, just to be sure the last of the magic is truly outta there. The guy facing him from a couple yards away looks a bit pissed about the whole thing, which is fair enough, considering he almost got got– but hey, he didn't! So it's just fine.)
Sorry about that, friend. Don't know my own magic– and didn't know I could do any of that at all, if I'm being honest.
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(Caduceus' palms feel tingly. He waves them through the air, flexing his fingers, just to be sure the last of the magic is truly outta there. The guy facing him from a couple yards away looks a bit pissed about the whole thing, which is fair enough, considering he almost got got– but hey, he didn't! So it's just fine.)
Sorry about that, friend. Don't know my own magic– and didn't know I could do any of that at all, if I'm being honest.