I've no idea what you're talking about Taya

Aaralon turned to Taya, "Hmm? That sounds almost like how Master Fortha would name one of his rituals,"

Taya favoured Aaralon with a smile, "Is it now?" she asked as she brought a fine china tea cup to her lips. "I suppose I might be here to talk about Master Fortha's classes... although, hmm, I did pass that with a top grade last year."

Once again the pretty red head took another sip of her tea and smiled at Aaralon. "What else do you think I'm talking about?"

Aaralon shrugged, "Taya. Oh? It is Taya.. isn't it? I'm not sure what else you could mean." He kept his cool. There was no chance he would admit to entering another student's dream and even less chance he would admit to demon summoning.

"Oh..." Taya said with another smile, "Shame. I thought we might have found a rare ally. Someone with power. Someone willing to take a few risks." Once again she paused to take a sip of her tea. "After all - didn't you like what you saw? Maybe it might be worth your while taking a risk or two?"