No dice. Magic protection means nothing else gets through, including force, and powers of the "not the right magic" kind. Besides, we're playing nice with the magic castle. Tryna get through this without pissing anyone or anything off, hopefully negotiate through this without needless violence.
[He's not wrong for not wanting to piss it off, but to say she's pissed at the castle would be an understatement. Whoever or however she managed to not only relieve something so traumatic, but also end up with the same injuries again?
Still coordinating that. Our plant wizard is investigating the door, and our literal ray of sunshine is apparently in contact with the princess of this place, who might be able to open it.
[ A beat. Then, under his breath: ]
Man, this place is whack.
[ And at normal volume again: ]
Alive's good. You need anything? You want Yelena to rant about how much sphinx riddles suck for probably about 30 minutes?
[So apparently Daisy isn’t the only one who gets silly nicknames, but she at least knows who he’s referring to. At least, she thinks that’s who he is talking about.]
How is she talking with her?
[Daisy’s been out of it for a good part of the day, unwillingly giving into the exhaustion of trying to stay awake ever since Bones woke her up.]
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[ Sam's gaze softens a little. ]
I'm sore, but alright. You?
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[He's not wrong for not wanting to piss it off, but to say she's pissed at the castle would be an understatement. Whoever or however she managed to not only relieve something so traumatic, but also end up with the same injuries again?
Yeah.
She's pissed.]
Alive.
[And on some pretty hefty pain killers.]
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[ A beat. Then, under his breath: ]
Man, this place is whack.
[ And at normal volume again: ]
Alive's good. You need anything? You want Yelena to rant about how much sphinx riddles suck for probably about 30 minutes?
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[So apparently Daisy isn’t the only one who gets silly nicknames, but she at least knows who he’s referring to. At least, she thinks that’s who he is talking about.]
How is she talking with her?
[Daisy’s been out of it for a good part of the day, unwillingly giving into the exhaustion of trying to stay awake ever since Bones woke her up.]
You know what? I think I’m good.
[That at least got a small smile out of her.]