“Don’t you dare,” Rue snarled. “Don’t you dare pretend to care.” She made a gateway and stormed through it to a further planet. “Still work?” She snapped to TAAron.
@The Aspiring Archivist
Rue snorts at his smile but nods, trying to let the connection fade. It takes a minute, longer than it did for TAAron. “What did you want to test?” She asks.
Rue scowls. “Of course I can. Your magic is just hard to work with.” She finds his spark, then, with some difficulty, connects the device to TAAron. It works, she said into his mind.
I separate each course by day, doing a few French lessons one day, a few Russian another, and I’m pretty good at keeping them separate. At one point, though, I was doing all of those and Hawaiian, Korean, and something else, and that was definitely too much.