[ he does carry that energy with him - that all of this is just another morning to him. yennefer had, once upon a time, thought herself well adjusted to the extremes of magic and sorcery, had thought herself one of the more adjusted of the summoned here, and then as the months dragged on the incredible, unbelievable nature of it just sort of became the every day. it was boring, in some ways, until it became frustrating. until it became infuriating. and now she's circled back to acceptance. but those first few months had been rocky- of wanting to know, of finding the walls to her own knowledge, of not being in control over it herself...

which isn't to say that they are at all comparable. rather, there is a part of her impressed by him. by whatever life he must have led before this point to bring him here, like this. part of her does think of asking, does want to pull at whatever thread that might be, but the larger part is still too focused on the task at hand.

( the smallest part of her freezes when he mentions people important to you, but habit does take over, smoothing over whatever minute reaction she might have had. ) ]

Or if you're simply used to the freedom of movement. [ the edge that comes with those words is well-worn and well-heard. it's quite obvious she doesn't appreciate being held to a singular place, and yet still she's chosen thorne over the rest. she does it to herself, she knows, but that doesn't mean she won't still complain about it. ] The opening up of these lands- Nether, Ikorr, Lunae, Nocwich- are what we look forward to more often than not.

[ his question, her hands pause briefly - but only just so, before she's back to work. measuring out what it is she's planning on working through this next round. ]

Yes- both before being Summoned and while I've been here in Abraxas. I offer lessons, too, back at Castle Thorne.