[The worst part of Waver wants to actually learn more. He's always wanted to improve himself as a mage, even if the whole thing's bullshit from a society standpoint. There's a fascination, a drive, a desire to see more and do more. The Truth speaks of familiar principles, but Waver also knows that this isn't his system of magecraft.
He knows that to try and adapt systems requires time and study and all kinds of luxuries that this place doesn't have. And then there's Roy's voice cutting in through all of Waver's thoughts, and he's able to pick up the pace.]
Got it.
[The gap closes quickly. Waver's feet doesn't scuff against anything, he can't clock if his feet are making any sound at all. But he's in front of Roy soon enough.]
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He knows that to try and adapt systems requires time and study and all kinds of luxuries that this place doesn't have. And then there's Roy's voice cutting in through all of Waver's thoughts, and he's able to pick up the pace.]
Got it.
[The gap closes quickly. Waver's feet doesn't scuff against anything, he can't clock if his feet are making any sound at all. But he's in front of Roy soon enough.]