Viv cocked her head and took in every word of the explanation, processing it in as much detail as she could. The words held bittersweet merit, it seemed. On the one hand, if they were true, it would prove marvelous in advancing her own abilities, as her limitations would be greatly reduced. The problem? She had a decade and a half of experience with the old system, the one she had always been taught, always had reinforced, always knew. Even if Ember was right, how long would it take her to master such a style? True she would have centuries more than they would, but obliterating the bedrock of her practice just before heading into university may prove disastrous.

"Fascinating, that would certainly help with th-words," Her smile brightened as she poured emphasis into her exaggerated lisp. It was rare that she felt comfortable enough with someone to not mind it as much, but Ember seemed as genuinely caring as they came. It was somewhat curious that Ember offered the advice so freely, many elves keep their greatest secrets locked away, only to be viewed by them and their cabal.

"You know, I came to understand magic as interacting with the art of the universe. Words were needed as they were inserted into the song, hand motions to create the painting, and actual power to provide the color. My elders were never big fans of that theory, but I felt like it helped me," Her hands waved as she spoke, anchored only by her elbows which stayed fixed at her sides. The flow of her words was ever so curdled with sadness at the end, reminding her of how teachers would scold her from lofty imaginations.

"Say, how did you figure this out? Did someone teach you or did you figure that out on your own?" Once more her head was cocked in curiosity. She hoped to gain as much information as she could in the limited time they had together on the ship.