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Yup, Lyra's assumption was right. She suppressed the sigh she wanted to give, knowing that there really wasn't much she could do about it. She doubted Valafar would willingly want to babysit her, and since he was just waiting here, she supposed it wasn't the worst thing. It [i]was[/i] actually nice to see him again, so she wasn't going to be too annoyed by it. She did, however, know she was going to have to be a little more conscious going forward; no doubt her professor would be pleased with her use of magic, but she could already hear her mom's voice berating her on her recklessness. 

She pushed those thoughts aside as she paid attention to Valafar, and she let herself drink in his praise a little. Letting herself have a sprinkle of positivity in the sea of vampiric criticism was nice while it lasted, too. Especially because his question reminded her that she still had a ways to go. In hindsight, she could've done a lot of things differently, but she'd rather wait for the debrief to see what she could improve on. 

[color=crimson]"I'm pretty sure everything in that hallway melted, so I'm adding one to the tally,"[/color] She told him as she placed her hands on her hips. [color=crimson]"...though I would've been fine with not upping the count if I got to melt Hasgad's face off. Alas, the honor of that kill went to the rescued kid. The one who's still walking."[/color]

Once the words left her lips, she let out a heavy sigh. [color=crimson]"Hearing about Sinnenodel sadism and seeing it was...I mean, seeing it first hand--was something else. I can't believe people actually think the Inquisitors are the [i]good[/i] guys,"[/color] She admitted, shuddering slightly as she remembered the torture chamber. [color=crimson]"That guy was twisted. The look on his face when he had Quintus hostage reminded me of how Eden looked when she found my chocolate stash. He had someone's life in his hands and [i]enjoyed[/i] it."[/color]

She shook her head, though there was a ghost of a smile tugging on the corner of her lips. [color=crimson]"But I made sure he had met his match. I'm gonna have to take advantage of people thinking I'm meek,"[/color] That part [i]did[/i] tickle her. Her face fell a touch as her stomach growled. [color=crimson]"...After the debrief, I'd love to get your opinion on things. I think I wasn't as conservative with my magic as I normally was, but I did get to do that butterfly thing I was working on. The fireball was huge!"[/color]

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