"Is home particularly land locked though?" he asked, tilting his head very slightly. "The ocean here, from what I've seen on the maps, is pretty small compared to even home for me. But-" Wait a second. "The edges are abrupt stops? This place isn't circular?"

That was possibly the most ridiculous thing he had heard since arriving, come to think of it. Waver politely picked his jaw back up off the floor, hoping the had heard wrong.

"Most kids aren't, no. It depends on how they're raised, and the individual choice of families. No matter what, anyone who is from a family serious about magecraft will have the notion that their responsibility is to their family first." Waver's family weren't serious magi. He had been the first to undertake it with any kind of gravity, and it had thrown him in his youth. "A few of my students are more free spirited, but by and large, the family's legacy is valued above everything else."

It wasn't something Waver agreed with, and the thin frown of disapproval made it clear. But it was easier to talk mechanics rather than child rearing, and he nodded in confirmation at the tapping. "Basically. Invisible veins, if you like, but still present. "And uh. Mobile phones are like the crystal network here."