This time Reynard's eyes narrow. "Do not insult Winter or the Season's participants by saying your trials rival theirs. If you are of a constitution weak enough to make it such trouble, then say. Do not huff and howl about how strong you are, how compassionate, how noble, how philosophical you are. People who make themselves out to be martyrs are both ludicrous and dull."
"No, in fact, I think your disrespect, your ignorance, deserves correcting, since this is the Season for sharing. You truly want to be a suffering wretch? Very well, I'll help you." His bow is mocking and as he stands he waves his hand at her. There is no visual cue for the curse. The sinking feeling that befalls Amelia is the first clue something is wrong (other than the irritated spirit, that is).
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"No, in fact, I think your disrespect, your ignorance, deserves correcting, since this is the Season for sharing. You truly want to be a suffering wretch? Very well, I'll help you." His bow is mocking and as he stands he waves his hand at her. There is no visual cue for the curse. The sinking feeling that befalls Amelia is the first clue something is wrong (other than the irritated spirit, that is).