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Morgause: “Can’t you just stop withering things?”
Morgana: “Can you stop growing things?”
Morgause: “N-no, it just happens.”
Morgana: “Then why do you assume I have any control?”
Morgana: “Because my magic isn’t nice like yours?”
Morgause: “No! It’s just the way you always talk about using magic. I thought -“
Morgana: “Well, you thought wrongly.”
