"Yes, that sounds exactly like him." And Emet-Selch of all people would know. Well, it sounds like him when he isn't in the midst of his duties to be more precise. Or tickling the ivories, as it were.

But someone here sounds resolute. A commendable trait - in a pupil.

"Then you won't mind it if we start with an exam," he says, raising his eyebrows in obvious challenge. "You'll have until then to prepare, of course, and you may ask the others whatever you wish to in the meantime. The evaluation itself will be closed book, however."

Which may sound harsh, but it's actually more of a point of reference. No reason to bore the man with fast facts he already knows. 'Twill make it more interesting for himself as well.

"Though fortunately for you, I wasn't planning to 'throw' anything. I intend to instruct you in our culture, not magical combat."

He makes a rolling gesture with his wrist.

"Also. I am giving you some credit. Elsewise I would not be here."