“Sapphire Amaryllis” she responded without any emotion resonating in her voice while taking her Kris back. The Kris promptly disappeared behind her cloak. “Shouldn’t you be stalking your future familiar instead of fellow trainees?” she asked with a slight frown visible on her face. Before he could answer she continued, a more blank expression returning to her face. “I once ran a few errands for someone with that very same last name. . .” she paused for a moment recalling the many encounters she had with various distinguished figures and prominent family trees while living her life of solitude on the streets. 

“. . .So tell me, what did [i]you[/i] have to go through to prove yourself in your training ?”, she continued with a far more grim tone in her voice hinting that she was aware of some practices of the Schulze family. She then turned her head slightly to the side, letting more of her hood cover her face.