[Wilhelm used to avoid these things, because they're too structured, too educational, to really be called a party. But some sense of responsibility has shifted into place that makes him come to help field questions from the newcomers, and to demonstrate a bit of magic. He's pretty much a walking case in point for the assertion that anyone can learn magic if they just try hard enough. So...if it's for Istredd's sake, he doesn't mind pitching in.

Once he's stocked up on snacks, he tucks himself into the corner of a couch and, with hands knotted in his lap, waits to be of use to someone. He doesn't have to wait long.]

Almost two years. [Which, as he says it, sounds impossible even to his own ears.] And no, magic wasn't a thing back in my world. But I've been practicing it for a while now, so if you have any questions...

[He tilts a look at her that serves as an invitation.]