[ Castiel honestly has no idea if Dean would try; he knows the man
wants to leave, it's obvious, and he hasn't exactly been subtle about his
disdain for the place. ]
( she was debating whether to ask this but for some reason she cares about these boys.
feelings, gross )
There isn't trouble in paradise is there? Because whatever there is you need to fix it.
( she could selfishly play it as needing his head in the right place for the spell but. that fondness for them creeping in a little. especially when castiel is being good to her here despite not knowing her and she knows how he feels about dean )
( he's right and she hates it. she'd at first assumed that the spell going so wrong may have been due to her alterations, due to her not perfectly remembering the spell. he might have tried to warn her, had mentioned people's power being affected but her magic had felt fine. until that. it had taken a god to convince her that this city could do that.
there's pauses in her response, carefully choosing her words, and some of the ease in her words lacks, even with the joke she tries to make )
I've been jailed in Hell, that was nothing.
( except the lightness is lacking, an underlying frustration (anger, really, but she's trying to press it down) biting a little. and some feeling of defeat-- but she doesn't want to admit how weak she feels. and that spending a week without her magic was actually worse than weeks in a dungeon in hell )
I wasn't talking about jail, [ He clarifies. Her words prompt some curiosity, but Erik sets that aside for the time being. Questions to be asked at a later date. ] I mean about finding your powers limited.
[ He's not going to say 'I told you so', because he understands her suspicion, her disinclination to take him at his word. She doesn't know him, after all. In her position, he would have much felt the same way, and likely done the same. Or worse. ]
I know how disorienting that is, believe me. I'm sorry.
( the pause is longer this time, rowena pushing aside the emotion of what his question makes her feel, the loss and weakness that she already feels. the fear. she'd accumulated so much power to try and never feel that fear, never to feel helpless and now-- )
They're not limited... I don't have my magic.
( there's a rawness to her voice. rowena knows how her magic feels limited, both by the spell that the grand coven had done to bind her powers but also by the effect that iron cuffs had on her. these were not iron cuffs, she couldn't feel her magic any longer. and she didn't have confidence in escaping them as she usually did )
[ Ah. So they've suppressed her powers as a form of punishment. He assumes that's what she means, at least. Granted, Erik hasn't been here long to know exactly how this place works, but so far he hasn't spoken to anyone who's had their powers permanently taken away. He doubts it will be the case with her, particularly when it's only her first citation. ]
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