Three things stood out in Arc's mind as she rode with her parents on the way home.
The first was that she knew why Raven had suddenly gotten so serious, given the status of being a special student meant their lives were literally on the line for even the perception of an abuse of magic.
The second was that she would have always been placed as a special student, short of knowing to thread the needlehole of permissible knowledge at the common or advanced level, which she had never been taught.
And the third thing, which she found herself hating a little, was a newfound sympathy for her father, Kir Gale's, position.
