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── ★ ˙ the star, watching through the midnight blues, heard the clank of steel and the grunts of thee  ̟ !!

Fuyuki City
4th of September 2004, 13:00 PM

           The late afternoon sun bathed Rin’s manor in a soft, amber glow, casting long shadows across the ornate furnishings. The peaceful quiet within contrasted sharply with the tension lingering from the earlier confrontation at the academy. Though the immediate threat had passed, a weight hung in the air---a reminder that this was only a brief respite from the chaos of the Holy Grail War. In the manor’s library, the atmosphere was hushed and contemplative. The room smelled of old parchment and the faint scent of wood polish, with tall shelves of books stretching to the ceiling. Nestled in an armchair far too large for her small frame was Galateya, the sickly three-year-old girl whose presence seemed at once out of place and integral to the unfolding events.

           Romani stood nearby, leaning casually against one of the tall bookshelves. His figure was relaxed, his cloak draping over him, the hood still covering much of his face. Only the faint glimmer of his eyes could be seen beneath it, observing Galateya with an expression that was difficult to read---equal parts curiosity, patience, and something more guarded. The traveler's voice broke the silence, calm and measured as he began to speak.

          "Now," he said gently, "let's go over what Emiya and Tohsaka taught you earlier. Do you remember the process of mana channeling?"

           Galateya lifted her head from the large tome resting in her lap, the pages filled with complex diagrams and arcane symbols far beyond what one might expect a child her age to grasp. She stared up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her small lips pressing together as she tried to recall. Her blue eyes, shimmering faintly in the soft light, blinked as she replied hesitantly, "Um, Rin said you have to focus really hard like when you are trying to move something with your mind, right?"

           Romani nodded slightly, the faint movement of his hood-shadowed face barely perceptible. His voice remained steady, a soft murmur as though mindful not to startle the young girl with the complexities of the topic. "That is a start, yes. It is about channeling your inner energy---your mana---and focusing it with intention. But it is not just about forcing something to happen with your willpower. There are layers to it. Magic has rules, like any discipline."

           The traveler moved closer to her, kneeling down to be more at her eye level as Galateya sat on the armchair. His presence was calm, steadying, though there was something almost imposing about the cloak that still concealed his face. Romani reached out and gently placed a hand on the book resting in her lap, his fingers brushing the edges of the pages as he continued speaking.

          "For example," he said, pointing to one of the intricate diagrams in the book, "the magic circuits within you are like a network. They take in mana from your surroundings or your internal reserves and distribute it throughout your body, like blood through veins. But to truly understand magic, you need to grasp more than just the flow of mana. There are centuries of theory, schools of thought, and traditions that form the foundation of what we know today."