Aiden looked down at the student in front of him. After what had happened, it took a little while for her to register on his radar and to realize she was the one he had seen earlier. "Ah--hello, missy," he said with a smile, but it wasn't entirely honest, not entirely genuine or perhaps even happy. These days it was hard to tell just what was going through his head--or, rather, his heart. "Lost already? I suppose it is a rather large school though."
"Heh. We're off to an interesting start, aren't we...?" Mag said under her breath, keeping her face calm. She just let them talk amongst themselves, choosing not to be a part of their gossip, focusing instead on the line before her. There were a few more people before her to her knowledge, and now she was morbidly curious as to what she would be. Although, with each and every person the oracle spoke to, her nasal, whiny voice grew increasingly irritating to Mag's ears.
"Knowledge itself is power."
-Sir Francis Bacon