Morgan's water pattern slowed as Maea spoke. Normally Morgan did not query about matters unless they were somehow going to give her advantageous information (there was never enough time in the day for idle chit chat) but she found herself curious, never having had a vision herself. "What was the content of the vision?" She asked, wondering if it differed from simply hearing the spirit's messages when communing with the nature.
She narrowed her eyes at the further description of Maea's friend, recognition of the strange girl she'd found by the Sea of Glass firing in her mind. "Do you mean Delphia?"
Taking the offered hand, she shook it firmly. "Ah, the academy." There was a distinct bitter edge to her voice. "I am also enrolled, though...not actively studying."
