Brunhilde sat and watched Emi's reaction as Avarius spoke, and soon found herself trying to suppress a smile. She failed miserably and went for the next best thing - trying not to laugh at the poor girl's indignation. She failed in that, too, and had to clap a hand to her mouth to stay quiet. It [i]almost[/i] worked.

[color=fff79a]"6 feet that way!"[/color]

It was totally wrong, of course. But Emi's serious response was probably one of the best things she'd seen that day. She swallowed her laughter, rather red in the face, and forced herself to sit upright. She needed to start focusing again, but first, she wrote down in great detail exactly what had happened.

She shook her head when Avarius asked whether she'd seen the library yet. [color=8493ca]"I only arrived a couple minutes before class started,"[/color] she responded. She'd have to get directions after class - she really wanted to see what sorts of things they had.

She shrugged when the paper was mentioned, and made a note of it in the To-Do list, with an arrow pointing up towards the journal entry containing a sketch of a balloon casting a shadow on a very, very confused-looking Emi. She looked up to her fellow student. [color=8493ca]"It'll be faster if we work on it together."[/color]

The next exercise assigned was pretty much what she had planned on working on anyway, according to the journal. She nodded in acknowledgement as Avarius described the motions of air, writing down his words neatly. Regardless of how advanced it was, she felt that she could master it, given some time. She would need to to be able to advance, anyway, as she needed to know how to listen to speak to the air anyway.

An idea sprang up as her teacher mentioned holding her breath, and she stopped breathing. At least, breathing conventionally - a quiet whisper to the winds circulated the air much less loudly through her lungs for a good twenty seconds before she realized she wasn't paying attention to the outer world and had to start breathing normally - and she was [i]aware of it[/i]. That was a bad idea.

With what remaining focus she was't spending on manually breathing, she tried to heighten her awareness of the outside world. Big things felt easier to identify. Water, heat, and power were easy to feel and smell in the air as long as they came close to her. She stood up and turned to Emi, her eyes sealed tightly. Some light still made it through her eyelids, but it was of very little consequence, she thought.

[color=8493ca]"Try to touch me."[/color]

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