He got the distinct impression that, this man at least, simply didn't care about Draiss' background, especially when presented with that impressive spell list. He nods, a bit more deferential than before, stamping the papers in a few places and filing them into a folder. A little over an hour later, and the same teenager he'd met at the front desk calls out to him, looking a little afraid to nudge him awake, lest a grumpy or paranoid mage turn him into cinders, and offers Draiss the badge. "By the way, sir, you might consider doing a job or two. The review board's this week, and if you're as capable as you say, you ought to meet them."