Terra smiled calmly as Skoll scrambled backwards, perfectly shocked. He wasn't the only one surprised, though Caspa was as difficult to read as ever. It had taken a fair amount of time for Terra to get used to the subtle changes and be able to read them. Even while Caspa remained outwardly calm, her next tangle of words managed to reveal the mess inside. There was no way that Skoll could fit inside, and she put a fair amount of pressure on Terra to come up with something fairly spectacular now as well.
Terra wasn't too sure what a fairy was, but would have happily accepted that tidbit. As long as Caspa didn't decide to bring ghosts in Terra would be fine. Ghosts were just too frightening, too unnatural. She suppressed a small shudder at her words. Not my powers. Terra glanced at the statue of the pig again, this time subtly reminding Caspa of the tiny god they were supposed to be keeping satisfied. She reached into the box without much thought, making it look like she stuck her hand into another dimension before pulling the teacup out, unharmed, with the mirror returned into place. She placed the teacup where Skoll could investigate it before closing the box and putting it back. Caspa, your knives?
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