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Mm...

[Yes, this is definitely an effective study tool. Though, really, the main thing here is mana exchange, so cuddling and kissing is probably the best thing they can do right now. Well. One of them.

He really is enjoying this, though. Despite the threat of the war, it's fun going to school like normal people. He's always kind of wondered what it was like, and though he's pretty sure magic school isn't a thing in Glenwood, he's absolutely fine with it.]

I'm game.

[Mikleo smirks a little.]

Somehow, I thought you would.

[He shifts to be more comfortable as he curls up against Sorey's side.]

We'll start with an easy question. Can charm magic be used against dungeon creatures? Why?

Ah, nope.

[He looked into charm magic specifically because Mikleo has it, and Mikleo was worried about it. The more Sorey understands it, the better he can reassure his partner that he isn't falling victim to it. Or something. Sorey also knows a lot about water magic at home for similar reasons.]

Charm magic only works on things that have mana, and dungeon monsters don't have any.

[Awww yeah he's on track for kisses.]

Correct.

[Frankly, Mikleo's still worried about it. However, Sorey's reassurances have been helping him when it comes up.

He leans over and gives the brunet a kiss, as promised. It's just on the cheek this time.]

Another easy one, I'm sure, but describe the different types of barrier magic.

[That's fine-- he's absolutely beaming at the cheek-kiss. It's chaste and cute, and he's not gonna say no to any kind of affection, okay.]

The traditional barrier nullifies either a magic or physical attack, but it also lets attacks from your side pass through. Then there's another more specific kind that restricts movement-- basically acting as a specialized trap or cage.

[It's not long before Mikleo hears that Sorey's infection has finally started showing symptoms. He's also not surprised when he's also told that his reckless and selfless partner has been working despite that. It's too typical of him.

When the seraph enters the quarantine, he immediately heads to wherever his partner is. It doesn't take him long to find the brunet, huddled under a blanket. He has no hesitation as he places a gentle hand on Sorey's shoulder to let him know he's there before sitting behind him to hold him close, using the blanket as his shield from the illness. At least this time, Mikleo's hands are also gloved, so he can brush damp, brown hair out of his eyes.]

You're not going to get any better if you keep working yourself to the bone, Sorey.

[Sorey gasps lightly as someone draws him out of his fever-induced stupor. The smile he gives Mikleo is relieved and honest, though. He's glad to see the seraph in one piece.

His eyelashes flutter at the touch to his hair, but he doesn't pull away; he just leans into the glove.]

Y-yeah, that's what they keep saying. [He shrugs a little.] But as long as I can do something... I can't just sit here. I-- I know that's thoughtless, and probably selfish, but I...

[He's interrupted by another shiver.]

[Mikleo keeps holding him, though his grip tightens slightly. He caresses Sorey's face gently with his gloved hand, feeling terrible that this is all he can do.]

Thoughtless and careless are good descriptors. Selfish...well, maybe more like selfless.

[He sighs softly as he rests his forehead against Sorey's back.]

Your health is just as important, Sorey. You need to give yourself time to recover, too, or else you'll just make it worse on yourself.

Right.

[Mikleo takes one of Sorey's hands and kisses the back of it. It's totally payback for the countless times his partner has been a romantic sap to him.]

Alright, something a little trickier. Describe the tiers spells are categorized in.

[Sorey isn't expecting that, but he's delighted; he laughs and blushes.]

Basic, uh... intermediate, advanced, and master?

[Mikleo feels warm when nothing else does. He leans into Mikleo and curls up as tightly as he can, so that only the very tips of his boots are peeking out of the blanket. This has been five days of hell, and yet Sorey knows it could be so much worse.]

I-I already feel pretty awful, honestly.

[He laughs weakly.]

Remember when you used to make me soup? It was always-- [he shifts] -- always the right temperature. [He lowers his voice.] The... the people in the tent keep talking about which nurse they want to eat first. I don't want to eat anything if it makes me like them.

[Mikleo holds him tighter, wanting to do everything he can to help. He places a gentle kiss to Sorey's clothed shoulder with the hope of giving him some comfort. The seraph frowns a little at his partner's statement. That's troubling, and he doesn't want to think of Sorey getting that far into the disease.]

You still need to eat, Sorey. [He pauses.] I'll make you some soup when we get out. I might be a little rusty, though.

[Mikleo rubs one of his partner's arms absently.]

Rumors are going around that Eric might've found a cure, but he's missing key ingredients. If that's the case, I'll be helping the other Heroes acquire them. [He feels the corners of his eyes tighten as they take on a look of steely determination.] Even if it's a small chance, I'm not going to give up on it.

[I'm not going to give up on you.]

[Revenge: successful.]

Yes, but now tell me how spells are classified into those tiers.

[Mikleo will just casually not let go of his hand at this point.]

[Sorey perks up a little at the promise of soup.] I-I'd really like that. [No mention of eating before then, though.]

Really? I-- I want to help, too! [oh my god, child] It's not fair to just lay around and make other people do the work.

[He shivers again, but it's quieter. Mikleo is helping.]

There has to be something... something...

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Uh... [Okay, now we're getting into advanced stuff here.] They're classified by the number of targets and range. Lower spells have one target and a very short range, while the advanced ones have a very distant range, multiple targets, and the highest chance of a status effect. And only certain ranks can use the advanced ones.

[Mikleo chuckles softly.]

I'll see if there's anything easy on the stomach in our rations, too. I have a feeling it's been some time since you last ate.

[That's definitely a mildly stern tone he's taking. No way is he letting Sorey starve himself.]

There's medicine that can help with the symptoms, but I'd rather you rested instead. [The seraph hesitates.] ...I'll see if there's something you can do that won't aggravate your illness. Alright?

[It's the best compromise Mikleo can come up with. He knows full well that Sorey is a terrible patient who'll probably try one of the jobs anyway.]

Very good.

[That deserves two kisses to Sorey's lips, as Mikleo's feeling generous after an involved question like that.]

Last one for today. What are the elements and who can use elemental magic?

[He hums happily as he's kissed, and it's clear when Mikleo pulls away that Sorey wants more. Dang it.]

Ah, tricky. All of the ranks can use basic elemental magic, though only Queens can use the highest level, and Pawns and Knights aren't very good with magic in general. As for the elements...

[Give him a moment. There's more than five, so he has to actually think about it.]

Fire, water, earth, wind, lightning... [void? WAIT NO REMEMBER THE CHART] holy and shadow. I think. [...] Or was it dark? Same thing.

... Sorry. [He doesn't remember the last time he ate. Sometime yesterday?]

Thanks, Mikleo. [His tone is soft and honest, and he leans into his partner a little more.] I'm-- I'm glad you're here.

[After he almost wasn't.]

Correct. And it's dark. Remember that. You know the teacher will dock you a point if you put shadow instead.

[Sometimes, Sorey's too easy to read. Still, Mikleo decides to indulge him by giving him two more kisses to his lips. Not that he'll really complain as he does like kissing him, too.]

Mm, think you'll be ready for the test?

Hush, it's fine. For now.... [Mikleo reaches into his bag to bring out a mug. He uses his power as Queen to fill it with clean, cold water and hands it to Sorey.] At least make sure you're hydrated.

[He hums at that, running a gloved hand through his partner's hair soothingly.]

Yeah, well, someone has to keep you outta trouble.

[His tone is gently teasing. It's a lot less fun when Sorey's sick.]

[Oh. It's almost like drinking out of Mikleo's hands again, though he's thankful for the mug because of the whole sickness part.] Ah, thanks so much! You're a lifesaver. [He presses the mug to his lips and drinks deeply, and he's happy to find that it's just as cool and clean as he remembers. Even if it wasn't, he wouldn't care. He's so desperate for anything that even muddy water would be like a healing spring to him.]

More like follow me in. [He wipes his mouth off on his sleeve and smiles, but then he goes right back to leaning into the hair touches. He's... really tired. When did he get so tired?]

Ugh, you're right. She called me out on it in class once. [He's about to groan, but Mikleo kisses him again and he sorta forgets what he was complaining about.

A test? Oh, right.]

I think so. I bet you'll be at the top of the class, though.

[The water seraph huffs in amusement at that.]

I'm not surprised she did. Shadow and dark are two different things.

[He shakes his head.]

I don't know about that, but I'll admit it's kinda fun to be competitive academically. Besides, you have an equally likely chance of getting top marks.

You don't need to thank me. I'm just doing what I always do.

[Worry about Sorey and make sure he's not neglecting himself, either on purpose or accident. Though, seeing how tired his normally energetic friend is...Mikleo feels his heart twisting in his chest. He keeps running his fingers through messy, brown hair. It's as much for Sorey's comfort as his, at this point.]

Bad habit from you dragging me everywhere. [Another gentle tease. It's not like Mikleo put up much of a fight, unless it put his human friend into serious danger.] Do you need more water?

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