On the carriage
"So," you say as you raise an eyebrow in her direction, once the carriage starts on its voyage towards your house. "Miss Shuu?"
"Y-Yes," your Apprentice stammers out, before steeling her face and looking back at you with a prepared and firm gaze.
"Are you trying to imitate Necrobella or Trixmortis with that fashion style?" you ask her, calmly, gazing at her attire.
Her cheeks blush lightly and she shakes her head. "N-No, I just thought," she starts, and then clamps up, before snarling. "It's my business how I dress up, isn't it?"
She winces after the outburst, and shakes her head. "Sorry," she says.
You hum quietly, a knowing smile on your lips.
There are plenty of female necromancers -it's a job that doesn't really bother to care if you're male or female after all. You just need to have good shoulders to dig up corpses, or a good head to buy someone's else silence and the ability to dig up corpses.
Or be rich and bored enough to have a cemetery and a Necromancy For Dummies book.
Of course, only few truly excel.
Many don't go further than making a limb twitch.
"So, Miss Shuu, how old are you?"
Shuu grips the hem of her gown tightly for a moment, and then snaps. "You don't ask a lady her age!" she says hotly, before mollifying a bit and muttering, "b-but I'm a-at my twen-twenty-eth spring."
Uh, you would have given her fifteen years, give or take.
"Uhm," you raise an eyebrow. "Aren't you a bit old to be an Apprentice? I thought all Apprentices started at fifteen."
She looks sideways. "E-Elves count years differently from humans!" she exclaims next.
"Oh?"
"E-Each four years, we add one!"
"And why is that?" you ask, curious.
"B-because reasons! Elf reasons!"
"So you'd be sixteen years old, by human standards," you reply. Strange, because you never heard of elves having the 'add one year each four' thing.
Actually, you don't even think she's telling the truth to begin with.
"Just kill me now," she meekly whimpers, her hands covering her face as her shoulders tremble lightly.
"What do you know of magic already?" you ask next, trying to change the argument.
Shuu's shoulders stop trembling, and she takes a deep breath.
"I...I know how to conjure the basic elements and how to make single limbs of a body twitch, and I can...I can speak with the spirits of nature, b-but I also know how to throw fireballs!" she says the last part with a bit of emphasis. "And I'm immune to poisons, and I learn things quickly, and I've got a great head on my shoulders, and I'm pretty and-"
You raise both eyebrows, and she turns crimson in the midst of her babbling, before again, returning with her hands to cover her face and her shoulders trembling.
"Uhm," you say calmly.
Well...it would be fun to tease her until she starts contemplating suicide -jokingly of course.
Or maybe there are more questions you'd like to ask on what she answered?