[That the ritual had some effect, albeit not the desired one, made Vasran even more determined to stay involved. She hangs at Adelaide's side in the aftermath, contributing what ideas and insights she can, but mostly being either a sounding board or a gofer. At the moment, she's the latter, moving gradually but purposefully along the shelves to locate texts on a particular subject.

She is also talking to herself. Muttering, but the library is quiet enough that one wouldn't need to invade her personal space in order to hear.]

In a way, it's refreshing. [A note of surprise — she's admitting these truths to herself even as she speaks them.] I've been keeping quiet for too long. Watching my words, playing the good little apprentice. It's about time I start acting like a real mage — it's the only way I'm ever going to be one.