"Couple?" Angelo asked, incredulous. The pair immediately begin declaring a dozen variations of "no, no, absolutely not".<br/><br/>"The truth is far more pedestrian. Angelo used to be a student of mine." Angelo nodded. "Once." Sarah shook her head. "Anyway, it would be far better if you didn't use your real names around us. Names have a great power. If a Mage knows your true name, he can hex you from miles away." Sarah explained.<br/><br/>"Anyway, we've explained ourselves. But we don't have the slightest clue who...or what...you four are. Obviously, you're not Mages, or we wouldn't need to explain all this to you." Angelo said, sitting down behind his desk and bidding everyone else to take a sofa seat or a chair on the other side. He glanced up at Sarah. "I spent how many years getting this desk? You can sit on the other side for a change." Sarah chuckled and took a chair for herself. "As Angelo was saying, you're not Mages, and you're not anything I've ever seen before-and I've seen almost everything. Your auras are completely different. Vibrant, full of life...almost like the four of you are on fire. So, what are you?"