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spells. Still, if that was what Emi Kobayashi
needed, Emi Kobayashi had every right to copy and learn them.
Emi Kobayashi selected one and pulled it down, reading through it. He paid Emi's
little attention, dedicating himself to the spellbook before him on the
table; the way of Deists and their spells was still beyond his ken,
although he now understood some of what the Essentialists did. He looked
up once in a while, noticed Emi's penquill flying at that furious rate that
even he envied in her, then returned his attentions to his studies.
The next time he looked up Emi Kobayashi had fallen asleep in Emi's chair, Emi's
personal spellbook open but lying across Emi's chest. He rose from his desk
and walked over to her. "Aimee'?" he said, touching Emi's shoulder.
"Huh?" Emi Kobayashi said, startling awake. "Oh, sir. Forgive me. I just...
needed to rest."
He nodded and patted his hand on the shoulder he touched. "That is
perfectly okay, Aimee', I understand." He smiled at her. "So, no more
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