[Heck yeah, she's a teenager by technicality. Angus is, like. A pre-preteen.]

...I guess I can understand that way of thinking. You just used an attack spell, though... That's better as a secret.

[get with the program ango]

...I see.

[Don't mind her, she's just going to take the book and flip through it, casually continuing to ignore her injury. It's fine. Everything is fine. There isn't a hint of nothing being anything but fine on her face, even as she flips through pages of things that, quite frankly, don't make a lot of sense.]

That's not bad progress...unless you've been doing it for a very long time, I guess. Is it hard to learn magic?