 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Moy Pomidor | Seneca's Beard | That Is So Fetch!
Vera, the Vera Thanatos, needed help? And she was asking HIM for it? That was ... that was ... Logan was really in no state at the current moment to comment or laugh at the whole concept of Vera being in a sticky, or stunted, situation and plan to not let her forget it for at least a month. Perhaps his brain was taking some time to catch up with everything that was going on considering the blond was half-awake at this point. Or maybe he just knew this wasn't an appropriate time for poking fun. Only Merlin would know at this point.
"Alright, alright. Calm down, calm down. I'll see what I can do," he replied, doing his best to get Vera to chill before she went into full panic mode and her head swelled up or something. The hopping was something that didn't go unnoticed, which prompted him to retrieve his wand, which ... Where was that blasted thing?
"So what exactly happened?" The question was asked out of curiosity, buying himself some time to search for his wand -- nope, it wasn't under the sofa. Plus that was important information he'd need to know if he was supposed to undo whatever. "Did someone hex you? Or were you casting spells on yourself?" No wand under that throw pillow either.
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