Arrival

[Arle Nadja]

Arle lolled her head. It was a bit of a confusing notion to her. Teaching other primes their powers? What did being a prime have to do with it? Was Omnilium really supposed to fundamentally change what you were capable of on a dime like that? A confusing notion, but the idea of possibly using it to win back Rulue's affection occured to her. This in turn brought the most subtle of blushes to her own face, but likely not for the reasons Warren might assume looking at it as an outsider. She knew that she was being foolish and it frustrated her. Rulue hated her, even if she still held out hope that the other would realize the error in her ways one day. Even after all these times, and all these beatings, she still couldn't bring herself to give up on the other. ...It helped, of course, that she always won their fights. As strong as Rulue was, magic was something she simply couldn't do. "Oh..." Arle remarked in a somewhat apologetic tone. "Yeah... Magic was always a thing you could do or you couldn't in my world. I'm honestly not sure why, but some people are just born being unable to cast it. One of my best friends tried to go to school with me, but she just... couldn't, y'know? If I tried to teach you, it would probably be the same sort of deal..." Arle went on to muse aloud. She supposed she could have tried, but teaching wasn't her strongsuit and like she'd said her method of magic was very hit or miss. That being said, there was always the chance it could be a hit.

"My friend though... She was strong in her own way. Maybe she wasn't a great magician, or even a good one, but she still made her own success. Power isn't everything, you know?" the mage then went on to offer, flashing a bright and encouraging smile. What she found as she turned on Warren gave her pause, however. He was demonstrating a familiar look still. It looked somehow uncomfortable, as if something were bothering him. It was what exactly was bothering him that eluded her, and she knew exactly how to handle that. "...Are you alright?" Arle would ask after a moment, apparently a tad bit concerned. Nailed it.