"I can ask Korrin later, and other mages." Perks of dating a member of the Mage Council is that she can definitely ask anything she likes completely off the record, since well, Templars.

And he is a bit odd. Not that she minds odd when it reminds her of the sea but there's something very different about him, something that makes her work harder to hurry up and finish the fight so they might talk, neat precise cuts.

"What I would give for a pistol." A familiar grievance, a rare slip but she can imagine how satisfying it would to take aim at a demon and to watch the shot punch a neat hole through them instead of having to use all her weight to get the blade to go in, wrenching it back to go up for the throat. It does the trick, and down it goes, only one left but a girl needs a gun these days.