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She's a little unsure of this whole idea; she knows Moira isn't one to laugh and make fun, but at the same time, this has always been her biggest insecurity.

She's dressed for comfort over style - unusual for Amelie, but she wants to be as relaxed as possible, and loose cotton pants and a t-shirt are the way to go. Ever since she was a kid, she's struggled with magic. She doesn't know how Moira and Aoife do it so easily, the way they can just let fly and bend the universe to their will. It takes a ridiculous amount of concentration for her to do simple charms - lighting the cigarette of that Italian boy she had met the other day had been a fucking triumph. She knows it's something that has always disappointed her mother, but now, her lack of skill has taken on a whole new problem.

It's one thing having her mother be disappointed in her, it's another entirely to not be able to defend herself against her. She doesn't know where her family stands right now, but if push came to shove, she knows they're all one step away from an incident. If it so happens that their mother goes off book, goes off rails, she doesn't want to be the dumb kid in the corner who can't even conjure up a little spell to protect herself.

So, she knocks on Moira's door.