[She can. She could. The light expands, and the tendril creep away, but only as far as they are pushed back. They remain, and so does the shadow.
And the wider the radius of light, the less they are protected, the luminescence itself stretched thin. No, Henry thinks that this is unviable, untenable. He mostly doesn't want to remain here like sitting ducks, just hoping that things go to plan, and this realization strikes him more moments later.
Stubbornly, he's always preferred to act rather than react, anyway.]
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And the wider the radius of light, the less they are protected, the luminescence itself stretched thin. No, Henry thinks that this is unviable, untenable. He mostly doesn't want to remain here like sitting ducks, just hoping that things go to plan, and this realization strikes him more moments later.
Stubbornly, he's always preferred to act rather than react, anyway.]
No. Wait. Let it in.
[sir???]