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[amicustenebris]

Would that be an agreeable trade for repairing your roof, then?

[sensitiveapple]

[ She blinks. She'd do it without him repairing her roof. But if that's the way he wishes to see it... ]

Of course, that would be just fine.

[amicustenebris]

[ Magic for magic seems the fairest trade. It will also potentially cut down on the number of people asking for similar favors in the future, he hopes. ]

I will need the tarps taken down then.

[ He starts to put his boot back on and lace it back up. ]

And if you have any other rooms in the house that are undamaged with similar architecture, letting me see that before I set to work would help.

[sensitiveapple]

The other bedroom has similar architecture in reverse.

[ She says, already thinking of how she could fix the ankle without Kolto.

Once he has his boot on, she opens the door to the other bedroom, where nothing has been touched. The beds are placed back where they should be and there's no curtains on the windows any longer, but it's just a plain, empty bedroom. ]

This here should help? I'll go take down the tarp.

[ She leaves him be to remove the tarp, using the Force. ]

[amicustenebris]

[ He is no expert in building houses, but the upshot of these houses is their make was fairly straightforward when it came to seeing what is doing the work. Once he has an idea how the supports are meant to appear, he joins her in the room. ]

I think I see what you mean.

[ Same basic ideas, just in the other direction. ]

[sensitiveapple]

[ She gathers the tarp and folds it neatly, putting it under her bed. She's sitting on the bed when he comes in. ]

Do you need any further help? Or should I leave you to work and fix us a spot of food?

[amicustenebris]

Food would probably help, actually. It will be finished when you are.

[sensitiveapple]

[ She nods, and leaves him alone to work, to go make them some more tea, and some food. She needs some as well.

The lothcat is curious about him and jumps up on the bed, laying in the rainbow prism filtering through the bedroom window. He cocks his head to the side, watching. ]

[amicustenebris]

[ Gold takes note of the creature and where he settles, mainly to be certain he doesn't misdirect his magic. His hands move, slow and steady, and rather than weave cloth it is as though with his fingers, he is drawing on the air.

The ceiling doesn't repair so much as it rewinds; Gold doesn't know magic to mend, but he can transform. In this case, it's a bit of a cheat, isn't it? He is transforming a broken roof into one that is not broken, using his memory of the architecture in the other room to direct him. ]