Hector looks back and forth between the prism, Zelkova, the uncertainty in his face not totally leaving him. Tentatively, he takes one step forward and reaches out to accept it.
When he speaks, his eyes remain fixed on the mesmerizing spin of the prism. ]
...What do you mean by that?
[ That he hopes he never has to use it. What does it do. ]
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Hector looks back and forth between the prism, Zelkova, the uncertainty in his face not totally leaving him. Tentatively, he takes one step forward and reaches out to accept it.
When he speaks, his eyes remain fixed on the mesmerizing spin of the prism. ]
...What do you mean by that?
[ That he hopes he never has to use it. What does it do. ]