[The look on her face when Annabeth rejoins the present conversation is one that silently says welcome back, an arched eyebrow involved and everything. She's not going to comment on it, but girl, where'd you go?]

Of course — [She starts, then stops, nose wrinkling as she catches herself.

There's no of course because she doesn't have her Citadel clothes, or her Citadel staff, or anything that marks her as a wizard. And even if she did, they'd mean nothing here.

It's been a rough adjustment.

Suvi lets out a breath.] I'm a wizard of the Citadel. Our magic is similar to the magic here in Thorne, though with much more discipline.

[Stop throwing shade.]

Do you have any kind of magic where you're from?