I don't think the usual tells will be a problem for us. Not if the crowds are magically captivated and inebriated to the point of carelessness, anyway.
[Sunday says, addressing what he feels is the more important topic first. Then, after a pause.]
[E-Soul makes a wordless noise of acknowledgement in his throat.
With that settled, there's no further reason to draw this out: he's knows what to do, when to do it, and while the risk is far smaller now, contact isn't entirely safe. Yet... knowing that he's pushing his luck:]
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[Then, with a touch of the unavoidable honesty that's been plaguing him since they got here:]
I can disguise the visual tells with illusion magic, but there's little I can do about the charge in the air.
[He doesn't sound very concerned though; it's not significant.]
...You're a musician, then?
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[Sunday says, addressing what he feels is the more important topic first. Then, after a pause.]
I was a musician when I was younger, yes.
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With that settled, there's no further reason to draw this out: he's knows what to do, when to do it, and while the risk is far smaller now, contact isn't entirely safe. Yet... knowing that he's pushing his luck:]
But... no longer?
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[Like seeking happiness through artistic self-expression.]
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You have questions about me, Mister Xiezhi! Understandably.
Please ask me again at a later time.
[Saying anything that could out him as non-fae feels too dangerous.]
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[And he'll hang up without fanfare; as he's being reminded, they both have work to do.]