"I know, right?" you say. Morrigan begins to rub her shoulders against things.
"Can you make them grow back?" In response, two identical arms begin to sprout, six fingers apiece. Morrigan doesn't notice the difference until the end, and she extends the middle two of them, chuckling.
"Alright," she said, "now what do you want to do?"
"I don't know," you reply, "I kind of want to just... continue as I am. Without the whole powers thing, you know, just be normal. On the other hand..." You trail off.
Morrigan looks over. "I've got an idea," she says.
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