"Why that side?"
The question came while I was trying to remember whether my rear foot was pointing in a sensible direction.
I looked up.
A man in an instructor's coat stood near the edge of the practice square. He held a small notebook and watched the way my hand rested beside a low ward fixture.
Professor Malcris.
I recognized him from several early assignments in the game. Explanations about basic control. A few useful items after completing class tasks. Someone I had usually spoken to when I wanted the next marker to appear on my map. He looked less patient when no dialogue menu was doing the waiting for him.
"The return narrows near the lower fitting," I said.
"It does. Why choose it instead of the center?"
"Less output."
He wrote something down.
He waited with the pen above the page as if I might add something. I kept my eyes on the fixture. Whatever he had written, I couldn't read it from here.
