All hints of play disappeared as he took her hands and guided her into place at the table. She steadied her breath, placing her hands precisely, focusing on the form he'd displayed already. She could do this.

Themis closed her eyes for a moment, focusing on her intention, however vague it was.

"Alright, let's begin. She took a second to experience the space around her, her senses cataloging the world diligently. The magic in her blood was screaming for action, but Themis held herself steady before raising her eyes to meet Samuel's. At this moment, she wasn't dissecting him. He was all that stood between her and the unknown, her and oblivion. She was sizing up her partner and she was relieved that her inspection found him up to this task. Meeting his eyes for a moment, she allowed her emotions to play across her face, let him see her on the edge of success and failure.

Themis sucked in a heavy breath, the connection he mentioned faster than expected and hitting harder. For a second, she saw the universe; the underweaving of the pattern of the world was hers to see. The thought was gone before it finished forming, but she felt her body leaning against the table, eager to meet the magic at her fingertips. Magic danced through her veins like lightning, the world was both awe-inspiring and so simple to her eyes.

Remembering her task, Themis moved her focus and her thoughts to the copper between them. She didn't know what she planned for the metal; she had no real plan. Still, something told her what to do, the faint glimmers of possibility loud in her head. Eyes locked on the copper piece, slowly the solid surface began to melt.

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