Aaron nodded his thanks to the professor as the lecture continued, taking a moment to write the title of that book in the margins of his notebook for later reference. He doubted he’d have time to go to the library tonight, but he definitely wanted to read more about his affinity classification. Three Conditionals and one Primary in his family, go figure. And his Ice mage grandmother had been a Secondary. In fact, aside from the Fire mages that popped up every few generations, it seemed like there weren’t a lot of Primaries in the Starag line, from what Aaron could remember.
The mention of requirements for foci piqued Aaron’s interest; his focus was apparently ideal, and his family tradition of using a focus made from one’s Awakening crystal made even more sense in that regard. A durable material with a strong emotional connection to the user, and one that could take the form of almost anything. Still, something about those parameters gave him pause, though he had to think back to Affinity Mastery to realize why. Salem had mentioned that his family used tattoos as their foci, among other things. At the time, Aaron had thought it was genius; it was a focus that couldn’t be separated from him, so he never ran the risk of being magically disarmed. But if something like cloth or even a soft metal was too delicate to be used as a focus, how could a tattoo on flesh stand up to that kind of stress?
Curious, Aaron pulled out his phone, discreetly tapping out a message to Salem before dropping it back in his pocket. > Hey, your tattoos are your focus right? Are they done in enchanted ink or something?
Beyond that point, the lecture was less novel. Aaron had learned about the Varissean model, at least in basic detail, and he’d learned plenty about Dissonance the first time he’d experienced a mild version of it firsthand, having suffered minor burns and a major lecture after attempting magic without a focus shortly after Awakening. Luckily his link with his magic had been less solid back then, and the kickback hadn’t been too severe. He didn’t know what would happen if he tried something like that again, but he also wasn’t volunteering to find out.
Resonance sounded grisly to say the least, the idea of mages wasting away in a magic-induced high of seemingly limitless power probably enough to keep anyone up during the day. Luckily it probably wouldn’t be something Aaron had to worry about, since from his new understanding he figured his affinity presented as a Secondary, thus eliminating the risk that Primaries faced. He did take a cautious look at Lilie, though, when she asked her question. He had to contain his smirk; she sounded a little disappointed that she couldn’t exercise unlimited power, and it was endearing, if not a little concerning.
The only question Aaron could think of still had to do with Conditionals and foci, and Aaron didn’t want to waste the professor’s time on it if he could find related information in the book that he’d recommended. Besides, Aaron would have to admit he was growing a little antsy, catching himself bouncing his leg and spinning his ring. He’d never been great at staying put, but he figured the reason for his fidgeting at the moment was probably anticipation for the class that came next. As he waited for anyone else to ask their questions, his thoughts kept wandering to the prospect of getting back into the Arena and burning off some energy, already wondering what sort of techniques they’d teach in Self Defence first.