Being in Castille made Eirenguard seem as if it was in the Stone Age.
Cian was enthralled with each magical artifact they walked past. The labs were full of things he had never seen before in his life.
To think that students were the ones responsible for the work in the building was incomprehensible. For someone with little knowledge about magic, they seemed like impressive feats that were beyond his worldly understanding.
Quinn appreciated Cian's interest in magic despite the fact he had to hang onto shelves as he walked by. The alcohol was hitting him particularly hard.
When they made it to the end of the hallway, Quinn was the first to walk up the stairs and, as he turned around to see if Cian was making it up alright, the man had to turn sideways much like Desmond so that he would fit up the narrow stairway.
As Quinn unlocked the door with magic, he was lightly chuckling and shaking his head.
