"You're asking me to be your teacher for magic?" Jerome looked quite surprised as he asked that question.
"Well, it's quite obvious, isn't it? I mean, from what I've heard, you are one hell of a mage!" I shrugged as I said that.
"Who was the one who told you that I was a mage?" He had a serious look on his face for a second as he asked that before breaking down into laughter. "I mean, whoever told you this seems to have little knowledge about magic because I'm a healer, a class that does utilize mana, but not in the way that mages do." He smiled as he said that.
"Hmm, do you always lie to me like this, Jerome?" I asked, this time around daunting a serious look on my face as well.
"What are you talking about? I mean, when have I ever lied to you?" He asked back, looking at me as if I made the most ridiculous statement in the world.