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[She can tell he isn't really paying attention to her, and she wonders if it's because he really is concentrating on some kind of magic spell. So she holds her tongue until he speaks again, not wanting to interrupt him. When she starts to answer his question, her brows raise and she glances down at herself.]

I don't think so. At least, I can still breathe just fine.

[She can't help but smile with a bit of cockiness.]

And it wasn't so bad. Barely a tickle.

[Diana sounds as if she really means it, too.]