“Most of these places are empty save for the few Pulsers that live here, or Nuit undergoing body transference. Most Apprentices dwell in the labs of their masters, those with a bit more freedom live here.”
"Pulsers are... humans?" Edreina questioned, making sure that her assumptions were correct. She had assumed as much but, now that she and Annalisa were on slightly better terms, the Svefra finally felt comfortable in asking. 'Better terms' may have been a bit loose of a term, but Edreina was not sure what the wizard saw her to be. Personally, she quite liked the quirky wizard, enigmatic and standoffish as she was.
As the light of the corridor illuminated the wizard's quarters, Edreina felt her breath sigh away. The room was more akin to the maw of a beast than someone's living space. There was no sunlight, no personal touches aside from the pack and shoes. Had the walls lacked angles, Edreina would have wondered if it was a part of a cave. Gingerly, she stepped into the room, shaking her head faintly. "A sad room if ever I've seen one..." Her words were a whisper, as if only to herself. A little louder, she spoke directly to Annalisa, lips quirking in an amused smirk. "You'd think they would let the Wizards had a room with a window. I can see why so many sleep in labs..."
She turned, then, and paused, brows curving together as her lips fell and tightened fractionally. "Are you okay? You seem rather... ill." Or upset by something... Those words were spoken kept within the confines of her head; Annalisa did not seem to be the sort to admit to any kind of emotional distress to a woman freshly met. What Edreina really wondered, though, was what had upset the wizard. Edreina's hands were gentle as she reached out to the woman, preparing to steady her if need be or offer her comfort if she saw need to. If a chime passed and there seemed to be no reason for her to do so, Edreina would stride over to the wall and lean against it, letting her pack slip from her shoulders.
"Pulsers are... humans?" Edreina questioned, making sure that her assumptions were correct. She had assumed as much but, now that she and Annalisa were on slightly better terms, the Svefra finally felt comfortable in asking. 'Better terms' may have been a bit loose of a term, but Edreina was not sure what the wizard saw her to be. Personally, she quite liked the quirky wizard, enigmatic and standoffish as she was.
As the light of the corridor illuminated the wizard's quarters, Edreina felt her breath sigh away. The room was more akin to the maw of a beast than someone's living space. There was no sunlight, no personal touches aside from the pack and shoes. Had the walls lacked angles, Edreina would have wondered if it was a part of a cave. Gingerly, she stepped into the room, shaking her head faintly. "A sad room if ever I've seen one..." Her words were a whisper, as if only to herself. A little louder, she spoke directly to Annalisa, lips quirking in an amused smirk. "You'd think they would let the Wizards had a room with a window. I can see why so many sleep in labs..."
She turned, then, and paused, brows curving together as her lips fell and tightened fractionally. "Are you okay? You seem rather... ill." Or upset by something... Those words were spoken kept within the confines of her head; Annalisa did not seem to be the sort to admit to any kind of emotional distress to a woman freshly met. What Edreina really wondered, though, was what had upset the wizard. Edreina's hands were gentle as she reached out to the woman, preparing to steady her if need be or offer her comfort if she saw need to. If a chime passed and there seemed to be no reason for her to do so, Edreina would stride over to the wall and lean against it, letting her pack slip from her shoulders.