A soft, nostalgic smile overcame her at the mention of the legend.  She couldn't help but think back to her first school, with an identical story.  It was back before she'd truly grown into her talents, and she'd spent weeks looking.  Of course, she couldn't tell him about her powers: he'd think she was crazy unless she proved it, and then he'd be terrified.<br/><br/>"I could think about the school paper," she said, "but I'm not as good at explaining things as I am for finding them myself."  Even so, once the idea entered her brain, it seemed to stick like a grain of sand that had somehow found its way into a piece of gum, impossible to get out and always nagging at her the moment she'd forgotten about it.  Her gaze started drifting away as she really started thinking about it.  "...although...it could be interesting to try out...maybe..."