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[seegodhatesme]

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[stressingwitchface]

It is by proxy. By being useful, I am proving that I am worthy of graduation.

[seegodhatesme]

[A smile, and a shake of her head.]

If that was the proof, Trevor would never have graduated at all.

[stressingwitchface]

That smelly human? I far prefer Warden Ulla. At least she knows what magic is.

[seegodhatesme]

[Oh, Sypha is absolutely telling him about that.]

So does he. He lives with me, after all, and there isn't a practical difference between a consecrated weapon and an enchanted one.

[stressingwitchface]

Consecrated?

[seegodhatesme]

Blessed, which makes his weapons magical against specific targets.

We're off topic, though. What I want to know is, what do you want a warden to do for you?

[stressingwitchface]

Oh.

[INTERESTING]

I would like for them to return my magic, look over my file, and provide me with a consistent and tailored plan to get me quickly and efficiently to graduation.

[seegodhatesme]

[Hmm. Sypha tilts her head in thought. In the moment of silence, there's a papery rustle in the half-open drawer near her knee, but she ignores it. Theoris can get out of the files when she wants to.]

You did have a permanent warden. Do you still have your file?

[stressingwitchface]

Yes. If the Admiral kept it around for me, it ought to be in my room...

[She picks up a clawed foot, unsure, and starts hunting for whatever's making that strange noise]

[seegodhatesme]

[The little lion makes a little chuffing noise as she sticks her head out, sniffing towards the demon with narrowed eyes. Sypha absently reaches down to rub behind a tiny ear.]

Have you read it?