"Me? Ah, I'm just bad at it," I said. If someone had X-Ray vision, they would see sweat inside my skin.
"Bad? Ah... I see what you mean. How old are you again?" Eric spoke after a brief pause. One end of his lips curved up as if he was about to shake my mind.
"2000—"
"—Forget it"
"Ah, ah. Kidding, kidding. I'm 19, I guess, not sure really." I said in haste, to stop Eric from turning away. "What is it? What are you gonna tell me?"
"I was an apprentice in the Royal Magic Laboratory of Elisbonear... We were researching how a mage's age affects their growth," Eric sipped the alcohol from a wooden coaster-like box.
How age affects a person's magic. Despite knowing much more than almost all the population, there were many things I couldn't learn about magic in three years. This was one of them... Actually, "Ivan probably didn't research about things like that. What then? What'd you find?"