"Well, Just Vasquez, honey is sweet but I'm after beeswax. For candles," he specifies, peering through the smoke cloud created by their combined efforts like he might see something in there that will give him answers about this place. "If I have any access to my abilities whatsoever, I should be able to uncover them with a good circle and a few candles. Sometimes, it's good to go back to our roots. Which reminds me, I'll need chalk as well. Or paint."
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