Markus was a practical thinker above all else; if there was a problem, he didn't need to know all the things the problem affected; he just needed to know the details. If there were dangers, sugarcoating wouldn't help find a solution. However, he also learned from his experience deploying advanced technology abroad that if you focused on the threat and focused on the bad, then you would be useless on the field. That, frankly, is why Markus was asking for the woman's experience. If he only heard doom and gloom, he would have reconsidered her answer to his first set of questions on whether it was all worth it.
He didn't feel the need to push his question, and he could tell from her face that she heard him and was contemplating it. He could also see she was finishing some runes, which she probably wanted to maintain the train of thought on, which he respected. As he looked over their work, having completed a better revision, Markus felt confident they were approaching the test application faze, which meant the time to do practical magic was fast approaching.
As she spoke up, Markus would give her his full attention, raising an eyebrow as she caught herself and changed what she was saying. He could infer what she was about to say, probably hoping to cause him less worry. But he appreciated that she decided not to lie about that fact. It would not have served him any good and, at worst, would have done him harm. He wasn't a wide-eyed child looking for scary stories; he had seen the horrors of war and that world; he now needed to understand the world of magic.
She would continue; he watched as she placed down her pen and talked about an elemental. He had never seen such creatures; until now, he didn't even know they existed. Though the revelation didn't surprise him, how she worded the encounter and the look she got in her eyes was intriguing. As glad as he was that she didn't try to mislead him with her first statement about dangerous calls, he was even more satisfied with the experience she decided to share. He had yet to see the good side of supernatural encounters outside of the possibilities that came with magic.
“Thank you, Emily.” Markus looked at her directly with a smile on his face. “That sounds like a beautiful experience,” Markus remembered dancing in the forest in his youth and how magical that was, even without the influence of actual magic. He knew good could be found in all things; the cliche of looking for the silver lining was a cliche for a reason; however, sometimes, it was hard to get over the fact that his sister was no more, and his world had changed entirely.
He didn't feel the need to push his question, and he could tell from her face that she heard him and was contemplating it. He could also see she was finishing some runes, which she probably wanted to maintain the train of thought on, which he respected. As he looked over their work, having completed a better revision, Markus felt confident they were approaching the test application faze, which meant the time to do practical magic was fast approaching.
As she spoke up, Markus would give her his full attention, raising an eyebrow as she caught herself and changed what she was saying. He could infer what she was about to say, probably hoping to cause him less worry. But he appreciated that she decided not to lie about that fact. It would not have served him any good and, at worst, would have done him harm. He wasn't a wide-eyed child looking for scary stories; he had seen the horrors of war and that world; he now needed to understand the world of magic.
She would continue; he watched as she placed down her pen and talked about an elemental. He had never seen such creatures; until now, he didn't even know they existed. Though the revelation didn't surprise him, how she worded the encounter and the look she got in her eyes was intriguing. As glad as he was that she didn't try to mislead him with her first statement about dangerous calls, he was even more satisfied with the experience she decided to share. He had yet to see the good side of supernatural encounters outside of the possibilities that came with magic.
“Thank you, Emily.” Markus looked at her directly with a smile on his face. “That sounds like a beautiful experience,” Markus remembered dancing in the forest in his youth and how magical that was, even without the influence of actual magic. He knew good could be found in all things; the cliche of looking for the silver lining was a cliche for a reason; however, sometimes, it was hard to get over the fact that his sister was no more, and his world had changed entirely.