Ten minutes... she was starting to get worried.  Ten minutes was a long time, especially for a Wizard, but lo and behold the door eventually opened.  She was armored a bit, leathers, combat wear... almost a tad concerning if she had started swinging about spells.  But she said she trusted her... so...<br/><br/>"Makes two of us." she commented with a smirk "You're a wizard who's just had ten minutes to themselves to prepare and came out dressed to the nines with your gear.  If I were smarter I'd probably be rightfully scared..."<br/><br/>Fist to palm though, she bowed like the monks she'd trained with, exposing her neck to the wizard there.  It was a sign of respect, a deliberate show of weakness to expose such a open part to someone.  A subtle way of again showing her sincerity and trust.<br/><br/>"Let's go; I know the way from here pretty well." she said, leading the way "This'll be interesting... um... Miss Hellfire?  How does the Academy view spontaneous acquisition of divine power drawn through prayer in an individual?"