[Douglas, wide-eyed, boggles down at the two cups that've materialized beside Daqiang's. That was impressive. He couldn't hide his reaction even if he wanted to.
No time to stare, though. He takes the teapot first with a grateful nod, then pours himself and Mycroft each a cup. The tea holds. Any lingering doubts fade: those cups definitely aren't an illusion. There's a small, curious smile on his face as Douglas replies.]
I suppose I'll have to learn more about such magics before I answer that question.
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[Douglas, wide-eyed, boggles down at the two cups that've materialized beside Daqiang's. That was impressive. He couldn't hide his reaction even if he wanted to.
No time to stare, though. He takes the teapot first with a grateful nod, then pours himself and Mycroft each a cup. The tea holds. Any lingering doubts fade: those cups definitely aren't an illusion. There's a small, curious smile on his face as Douglas replies.]
I suppose I'll have to learn more about such magics before I answer that question.