Happy Life
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- I was just remembering something, - Latro mused as they walked towards the training hall. - You used to attend Avion's lectures, right? I just don't understand why. I mean... I'm constantly at his door because it's the only thing I'm good at, at least for now. I guess I'm not the... sharpest tool in the shed, let's say, I don't pick things up quickly, and I'm a terrible fighter, it just didn't work out. But with circuits, nuts, and bolts, you don't need much talent - just perseverance. But you're a gifted person, wouldn't it be more effective and enjoyable for you to focus solely on magic? Aren't you limiting your own potential by tinkering with gears and grease? What was it like to suddenly realize that you have an affinity for the oldest of arts? In your very hands.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
