[ there will be the tiniest smudge of the inkiness to be rubbed off on the cape but most of it would have slid off of him and onto the floor to be absorbed. ]
[ Wonderful indeed. Childermass backs up even further, away from Magi, and inspects his now-wiped hand. Nothing left? Nothing at all? He had no open wounds on his hand... surely it's fine...
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Wonderful.
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But yeah, he and the king done for now. ]
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