"Archmage. Still walking tours?"
Selenne's expression didn't shift. "Still finding time to speak to me in passing, Marcus?"
He stopped just short of her, the students behind him fanning out slightly, their attention fixed on her with open curiosity. A few were whispering—quiet, but not quiet enough.
"…That's her. The one they—"
Marcus's lips thinned faintly, but he didn't shush them. "I hear your last lecture series ran half-empty. A shame. With your… unique status, one might expect you'd have no trouble filling a room."
"That's the loss of those who don't take the course," Selenne replied evenly.
A few of Marcus's students smirked at that, but the man himself only gave a small shake of his head, as though she'd proven some point for him. "You've always preferred your own methods."
"And you've always preferred commentary over contribution," she returned, stepping aside just enough to let him pass.
