[ He's surprised to learn that people don't need crystals to use or learn magic here, and it's left him feeling a way he can't quite describe. Happy? Relieved? It's so different from home that he can't help but wonder how it's done at all, though he has no desire to learn this world's magic as his own. He's got his own, and he can use it well enough. It's good enough for him.
Still, the explosions of light coming from the door to the practice room catches his eye as he passes it on his way towards the markets, and he stops to peer inside, eyes going round as dinner plates when he spots familiar silver hair, a braid, her body language. ]
Jill...!?
[ He hesitates — should he cross the threshold into the room? He isn't a student, and doesn't want to be disruptive. It's enough to know she's here and safe, but...
But he wants to touch her. He swallows, clears his throat. Calls out again, louder this time. ]
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Still, the explosions of light coming from the door to the practice room catches his eye as he passes it on his way towards the markets, and he stops to peer inside, eyes going round as dinner plates when he spots familiar silver hair, a braid, her body language. ]
Jill...!?
[ He hesitates — should he cross the threshold into the room? He isn't a student, and doesn't want to be disruptive. It's enough to know she's here and safe, but...
But he wants to touch her. He swallows, clears his throat. Calls out again, louder this time. ]
Jill!