Grace was rapidly losing patience with this guy, and Siliva definately had the right idea. She wasn't so bad at all this really.
And then he trailed off and stood, looking upward, like he was in a trance. Grace began to feel uneasy. If this guy was a wizard or magician or whatever, then whatever he was doing, whatever it was that was going on, could be dangerous. And if whatever it was that he was doing to hold this house together happened to switch off she wouldn't bet much on their survival.
Grace: "hey..." She didn't want to distract him if he was doing something useful, but she was definately uneasy. "Hey, you... You there?"
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