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Mary simply nodded, thinking over her thoughts about Troy. She raised her staff, waving it slightly before watching as a puddle of water rose and seemed to form a mirror like shape in front of him. "My magic has it's limits, however, they can show you what you may or have longed for. The truth, the loved ones. Look into it deeply, and make out what you can..." She said, her cheerful tone seeming quite faded. "The water will show a picture, it is your choice on what you see. What you see is something you've yearned for most."

She had no intention of striking the young man, however still had her cautionaries. Of course, a friend would swing by to help her within seconds, yet he hadn't been around in weeks. Her luck was great though. She looked to the mirror like water, the blue of her eyes seeming intensified as she smiled at the images she saw.

"I am unable to return memories or repair one's true self." She murmured, soon turning away and taking a bite out of the peeled apple.