[ Of course she remembers that notebook. If she thinks about it this is a fairly uncanny reprisal of their first meeting; her attempting to blow some steam off through training and he busy with his notes... except now he's on a bale of hay instead of a crate. ]

Conduit through the runes or... technology?

[ She still had a lot to learn about magic but was getting the sense runes weren't necessarily a prerequisite to channeling the energy. If Free Cities' ethos was any indication, the marriage of magical energy and technology was something they were very interested and proficient in.

Still, something adaptive seems much more advanced, more than anything here. She peers over his shoulder at his notebook. ]

Frankly I'm surprised anyone from one of the academies hasn't come to recruit you yet.