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"Iunno why we're telling you this. You can't help, Wil." For a second, Alexis' voice was caustic; they got on well enough with Wil, but they weren't exactly friends, probably wouldn't ever be emotionally intimate further than tonight would push. He wasn't supposed to see them like this. Not even Zac, sometimes; they'd still not seen him for months, nothing beyond a thought that brushed away.

Then they shrunk back into themself, and the strength was gone again. "It won't come back."

"Wil is right," Nasir said quietly. "You're meant to have magic and it'll come back. You said you're going to help them, right?" His warm brown eyes focused on Jeremiah. "That means find a way for them to get their magic back?"

"Yes," replied Jeremiah. "It can be done, I'm sure of it. If there's a method of locking away the magic, then surely there's a way to undo it. Even if we have to satisfy whatever conditions the Spinel Lady has set forth." Though he did not like the idea of Alexis having to prove their worthiness of being part of the Court. Their trials, their tithing by Alois, had been enough.

His fingers squeezed Alexis's hand once more.

"You will get it back, Alexis. I promise you that." Jeremiah was not a man who made promises lightly either.

Nasir had this look on his face, one that was absolute concern and worry. His heart was in his throat, everything about this situation wrong. The Court was terrible and this was terrible and-

"It's better you're not," said Jeremiah. His voice was soft but it was firm. "The Spinel Lady breaks and rebuilds. That is something that is not beneficial at all." Not for Alexis, not for what they needed.

He looked to Wil and Nasir. "I need to get back to Court, I have to speak with more people to make sure things are alright but I will likely be back fairly often." A beat passed. "To see what I can do to help with Alexis getting their powers back and perhaps speaking with Melany."

Maybe she would be able to do something but then again- No, it was a thought for another time.

"This is their home. They'll be fine here." Nasir looked to Jeremiah. "Safer too."

Alexis went suddenly, stubbornly quiet, caught up too far inside their own head to say anything good -- they shook their head again, to curtain their face with their hair properly. God, being talked about like it was a problem to be solved; they felt like a child, they felt useless, useless, useless.

Their eyes were still dry. They hadn't -- hadn't -- their eyes were dry. It was nothing. It was nothing. It was everything.

"'m tired." They stood up, very slowly, uncurling, and began to walk towards the stairs.

Wil could sense that low level of displeasure for Nasir and though he frowned he simply moved on and walked Jeremiah to at least the front hall as the other pair went up.

"Thanks," He repeated to the chief and scratched his head, "We will be able to help them right? They are never more themself than with their magic.."

He was just sure Alexis was meant for it. Maybe they shouldn't have been mixed up in the court stuff, but if it made them the person they wanted than that was what mattered.

"We'll let you know if anything happens.." He agreed.

Nasir would navigate them to their room, wordlessly. Make sure they were appropriately cocooned within their blankets. It was the least he could do, though he was worrying- so much worry.

Jeremiah paused a moment before he nodded. "You will. In little ways you probably don't realize until something else is worked out that will really see their magic returned to them. If there's some other method, something more concrete than generalities, I'll let you know." A breath. "Take care of yourselves."

Then Jeremiah was gone, just a blink of the eyes and it was like he had never been there.