It's the wrong thing to say, because a symphony of voices explode the second she claims him. With an eye roll, she waves them off, fighting to ignore the squawking of five voices--I'm not yours! Why didn't you mention me? Fuck Horace! Fuck you! Velia, I'm the best one! She doesn't like us!--and focus on Merlin.
"Not mine." A pointed look off to the side, straight at Horace. "I call the group of them ghostly familiars. Similar to how some witches will claim an animal? That is a thing still, isn't it?" Some planets she knows still follows that system. "The thing about Arcana's form of necromancy is that if you don't have a spirit, you can't reanimate a corpse. It's easy enough to throw a ghost into a body when you're casting, but will the ghost help you once it's resurrected? Too many factors left to chance if you don't barter, and sometimes, you don't have the luxury of bartering."
She's grinning by the time he gives himself two horns. If she were taller, she might've reached up to poke at them. "It's not an illusion, right? Could you ram someone with those?"
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"Not mine." A pointed look off to the side, straight at Horace. "I call the group of them ghostly familiars. Similar to how some witches will claim an animal? That is a thing still, isn't it?" Some planets she knows still follows that system. "The thing about Arcana's form of necromancy is that if you don't have a spirit, you can't reanimate a corpse. It's easy enough to throw a ghost into a body when you're casting, but will the ghost help you once it's resurrected? Too many factors left to chance if you don't barter, and sometimes, you don't have the luxury of bartering."
She's grinning by the time he gives himself two horns. If she were taller, she might've reached up to poke at them. "It's not an illusion, right? Could you ram someone with those?"