But she'd spied a lot of familiar faces there, people she'd interacted with and people she'd seen around town. Like Nasir, who had most definitely not shared his magicness with her before, although she couldn't really fault him for that considering the attitude of people in general towards it. Okay, she could fault him a little bit, but not a lot. He was too sweet to be properly mad at, anyway.
So she had in her most not-mad tone written to invite him over to talk about, well, things - like magic, and charters, and how he'd even gotten involved in all of this stuff.
Her two bedroom apartment was clean and tidy thanks to a fit of anxious restlessness, Fiene lounging happily on the couch - thank god she'd moved out of her aunt's house, the coming conversation would've been hell to explain.