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So it turned out the young human was the wizard after all. That was odd. Well, maybe it was odd. For all Iris knew all human mages were like this, perhaps humans slowly lost their magical affinity over time or something equally strange. Seeing as nobody else was going to ask, Iris gave into her curiosity.
 
[color=23c6ae]”Are all human magicians as young as you?"[/color] 
 
There was no arrogance or dismissal of the mage due to his age in the tone of her query, after all her own age could be measured aptly in days, only a genuine desire to know more about the world.
 
[color=23c6ae]”oh, and I’ll go after Lyminia if that’s alright?"[/color] 
 
She suspected the answer she would get would be similar to knife ear’s answer, but she was interested about the lad thought her possible evolutions from working her gift was. Also she wanted to see if this ‘information that does not belong with this world’ thing was something all of them in their generation had. She wondered what that info possibly could be.
 
She was rather amused by the two other girls attempts at gaining employment with the young wizard, presumably both hoping for some of his knowledge of the arcane to rub off on them. The mention of translation made her wondered whether goblins even produced or consumed literature at all. She supposed that Madam Archmage might have produced works that humans would be interesting in reading, if she wrote in goblin that is. She wished the two of them luck with their attempts with getting education in the human town, personally she was going to wait till she had seen home before she made a decision on where her interests were best served.