<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla blinked, staring at him for a moment as if disbelieving what he’d said. She blinked again, hesitating. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“It’s… you mean… I can have my magic back?”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she sounded almost hopeful, wistful. Childlike for a brief moment.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi’s lips curled up into a wide grin. He’d had his suspicions, liking to think he’d gotten pretty good at reading Lucian. Not that it was hard to feel the pride in his student rolling off of him. </span>