Darya stayed silent for all her years of training. Her vocal cords slowly healed, with the help of some of the more advanced water mages. Now she was at the point where she could speak but she still hadn't, at least not to anyone. She had been practicing by herself but if she was honest with herself she was scared. 
She was patient with her training, and she was good at it. She wasn't the best, but she was the one who survived so that had to count for something. At their graduation ceremony she listened to Toma before she went to the river, to meditate. Except then she found Arden, digging in the river for something. She raised an eyebrow as she stopped the river current and cleared the river for him so he could find what he was looking for without ruining his clothes.
It was then she spotted what he was looking for, and had the water scoop it up and bring it to him, spraying him in the face slightly. She smiled brightly if he cared to look back at her and settled into the river bank, putting her feet in the mud.