“ Academic validation is required for my sanity. ” finnic
Poor boy. A sigh escaped her lips, part pity, part exasperation.
“Finnic, if I had a gold piece for every scholar desperate for approval, I’d build a tower higher than any mage's ambitions and call it 'The Point of No Return.'” She said, with mock severity. “But alas, I’m fresh out of certificates or pats on the back. All I have are reality checks and a healthy dose of, 'Well, did it work or not?' You'll have to make do with those.”
She clapped him on the shoulder, “Now breathe, before you turn purple and I mistake you for a grape.”












