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"Tell me Lila, do you believe in magic?" Luka asked. "Not the super hero and super villain kind, but ordinary magic, like how Andre the Ice Cream man can sense who someone is in love with."
"I do," she said. "I can sometimes sense what will happen to someone before it happens. It runs in my family."
That was a half truth; she had an ability to know what people want to hear, and make them believe the worst in someone to get what she wants in a way that seemed supernatural.
"I have magic too," he said. "For as long as I can remember, I could hear people's inner music."
He leans closer to her.
"I hear an orchestra....and an organ, playing a dark mass. I hear the voices of many people who sound like they have loss their will, but I can't understand what they are saying."
Ave Papilio
Chao deducere
Ad mundum
Vulpes risum
Vindicta in corde suo
"You're sensing my power," she said. "I sense that Ladybug is becoming evil."
"You shouldn't lie Lila."
"Because liars are always explosed?" Lila scoffed. Like that would ever happen.
"Yes, and because it'll make you lonely because no one will know your true self."