The apprentice Mage nodded slowly, trying to keep a straight face. The trip would mean four days away from his teacher, which would mean his learning slowed down. On the other hand, it would mean a break from prostituting himself. The week had been a hard one for the transformed boy. He'd had too take on a new role - fucking for mana and money - something he still wasn't entirely comfortable with. While doing so, he'd been forced to come up with a name. He'd shown all his imagination in coming up with the name Carryn. He reckoned it was closed enough that he'd react to it properly. Still, even with a name, he didn't think of himself as a girl - which was good.<br/><br/>"What should I ask for from the apothecary? Or do they know your order already?" He asked - he didn't want to get into trouble just because some Highfax idiot was a ...idiot.<br/><br/><hr/>Nil success.