Go to Jasmine's office

Your heart rate is still elevated in anticipation of a rodent attack but you collect yourself enough to clasp the blonde woman's hand.

Jasmine : "I've got a temporary office here, let's get some privacy"

Indeed you weren't the only one that had noticed her little stunt and several pairs of curious eyes were watching the two of you. Jasmine leads you through a series of bookshelves and corridors until you found yourself in front of an unassuming door. Jasmine opens it to reveal a cozy office that you suspect is enchanted to be just a little bigger than it should rightly be. There is a large desk and cushion strewn about. The center of focus however is clearly on a huge floor to ceiling mirror that dominated one wall. Jasmine noticed you looking at it.

Jasmine : "tool of the trade, it's crippled so no mirror magic is possible but a good mirror is absolutely necessary for transfiguration work."

You finally find your voice again. You remember Tritera describing the sorceresses mirrors as crippled.

Jessica : "what does it mean for a mirror to be crippled?"

Jasmine : "ah, mirror magic requires light and an intact mirror. If you want to prevent someone from looking or stepping through a mirror you can either cover it, making it not very useful for examining your reflection, or break it."

She pointed out some small fractures around the base that seemed intentionally inflicted.

Jessica : "I see, that's reassuring, so as long as there is a crack I don't have to worry about prying eyes?"

Jasmine : "precisely. Now, you didn't answer me before, I'm supposed to be teaching a Jessica Bautem, that's you right?"

Jessica : "yes..."

You say with just the slightest hesitancy.

Jasmine : "And there is no delicate way to put this, you're still getting used to that name right?"

You nod wordlessly. Her face softens a little bit.

Jasmine : "I know it can be tough, I went through the same... process... How long have you been in your true form?"

'True form'. That seemed like a peculiar way to put it but you guess she's right. This was your true form, it was your male body that had been a farse. It's only the long time you had spent with it that confused you.

Jessica :" it's been... Not quite a week"

Jasmine's face instantly reacted, an empathetic look came over her face.

Jasmine : "Oh dear, I had assumed it had been longer than that. You hold yourself so well... How are you handling the changes?"

Something about knowing this woman has been through a similar situation made you want to answer honestly. Not that you'd lied to Tritera but you had usually opted to bury the complexity of the whole truth in favor of short versions that moved the topic along.

Jessica : "truthfully, I don't know how to feel. I spent my whole life in that body. I identified with it. It was weak, small and poorly endowed but it was mine. I didn't have much else besides it, no title, no money, no prospects. All I had was my body and my name... "

You look at yourself in the mirror and say your old name, 'Jacub', it feels wrong on your lips.

Jessica : "And now I have neither... But I'm also happier than I've ever been. It's hard to know how much of that is because being a caster is just much better than being a poor farm boy, or how having a defective male body is worse than having a healthy female body. It's not like I ever had a real man's body to compare. but for the first time in my life I'm making friends and have a future. Or at least Jessica does, which I guess is who I am now. But I don't feel like a different person. Is that possible? How can I have a whole new body, a whole new life and even a new name and still feel like the same person? It's all so confusing."

She's been listening to you quietly and pulls you into a hug.

Jasmine : "I know it is, and you're doing great honey"

She pulls away and looks at you, as if remembering something you said.

Jasmine : "you know you could try it out right? I know the... Condition... We both had doesn't do a very good job at giving you the body of a man but that's feeble magic. I can let you try on the body of a real man if you'd like..."

She let's the offer hang in the air.