(She glances up at the bubble, the innocuous little sprig of mistletoe.)
Maybe? (Just from her overall experience with living here though, she has a feeling that using magic to get out won't be at all possible. It's too easy.
Lo and behold, when she casts it she simply encases them in a second layer of bubble. The first does not shift, or give any kind of way. Lucretia isn't surprised by this but at the same time she's fascinated, and pings the solid surface of the bubble with her finger.)
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Maybe? (Just from her overall experience with living here though, she has a feeling that using magic to get out won't be at all possible. It's too easy.
Lo and behold, when she casts it she simply encases them in a second layer of bubble. The first does not shift, or give any kind of way. Lucretia isn't surprised by this but at the same time she's fascinated, and pings the solid surface of the bubble with her finger.)
What kind of magic is this?