“That’s alright. It is fortunate that he arrived when you were still here.” Rhys replied. She thought that Kieran was fine. He seemed a bit less invasive than Devon, though that might have been partially because of the way they met. She followed him up the staircase, and began to look over the titles alongside the mind reader. “Do you think that people in Yarlow are not interested in teaching?” Rhys asked, a little puzzled as to why it would be so tough. When Devon said that some mages were working on combining pairs of skills, Rhys raised her eyebrows in supplies. “I cannot imagine trying to master two skills. Is It something that you are trying to achieve? Like Mind and spirit?” She asked. Rhys was… more than a little oblivious to the idea that [i]she[/i] could actually have to learn how to control two different things. She couldn’t even manage one of the elements right now. 

“May I help you carry these books?” She questioned, holding out her arms. Have actual books in her hands that she didn’t have to try to sneak around and hide. She could actually sit somewhere and simply read. It was a thrilling idea, and she was actually smiling with excitement. “Thank you for helping me pick out books.” She said. “Do you have a preference for where I should start?” She asked. 

“Do you think that Anabelle needs help, or should we step outside and have them meet us?” Either way, Rhys would soon find herself sitting in a comfortable place with one of the books propped up on her lap. She sat her bag by her side, and opened it briefly, pulling out her journal. She had offered to show Devon the drawing she had made of the tree. “Would you still like to see my new sketches?” She asked. 

She passed him the journal when he was ready, and then opened up the first of the books he had picked out for her. She knew if she watched him looking over her sketches, she would find herself more worried about his reaction than she was thinking about the content that she needed to learn. The first passage in the book in her lap was about how the elemental magician was similar to and different from the rest of the magicians. It was an interesting read, and filled with things that she had never learned before. Though Devon hadn’t been around Rhys when she completed the most recent sketches, he might be able to tell that drawing helped her relax. Then again, so did reading. She was pretty relaxed, working her way through the first few pages before she came across a sentence she couldn’t quite decipher. “Devon, there are a few words in this sentence I don’t know… Can you tell me what this means?” She asked, interrupting the silence.

It was difficult for the girl to remain humble when she was used to being defensive, but she did her best to let her guard down a little and allow the man to help her. She pointed to the passage, rather than read it aloud, because she honestly wasn’t even sure how to pronounce the second word in the sentence. [i]A recondite component of control of the elements is the very nature of nature; there is the cycle of the elements, as well as the cycle among the elements—accommodating cycles embedded within cycles, the pattern repeats onward and so forth through land and time.[/i]

Kieran only looked for books that were written in English, of course, and took his time browsing through the books to find one on beginning to heal. He was trying to find something that would walk her through basic meditation as well, so that she could control her ability, rather than using it on anyone who was hurt around her. He didn’t know about the small mishap with her mother before, but figured that such an event was likely with someone being untrained in their skills. He found a medium sized book that he thought would be good, and set that aside. 

He found another on the history of their world, agreeing that it was good for her to see where being a healer fell in the grand scheme of magic and non-magic users. Finally, he went looking for a book on controlling energy. Though it generally fell more into the realm of a spirit mage, he knew that it would be imperative for her to learn to control her magic energy if she was going to stay here. He described each of the books and his reasoning for picking them, and then nabbed a book for himself to browse while she was reading.

“Would you like to read outside?” He asked Anabelle, having noticed that the other pair seemed to already be outside once more.