<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>Jarred out of his thoughts, Torven gave a little start at first.  He recovered quickly and smiled.  "Thanks for getting that matress requested, it seems I owe you," he said, to cover, "I was just thinking about what to tell the Council about Kaylin.  They ought to know about her apparent tampering with the library, I suppose.  Somehow, I think a full punishment would only drive her deeper down a path that I'm not sure I like much."<br/><br/>He'd been considering it.  She was headstrong and set in her ways.  Moreover, the student seemed thoroughly convinced that her way was the right way, no matter what.  Confidence was good, too much, though . . . he hadn't lost any students yet, once they competed training with him, Torven was confident they could hold their own in the field.  None had been quite so overconfident as her, though.