Cy shrugged, the movement discernible through their linked arms. "My parents ran an item shop. They wanted me to go into white magic and become a doctor, but I didn't really have the stomach for it. All that blood and gore, exposed bone. Instead, I found myself curious about the effects of the items they sold, and of the idea of being able to cast those spells without using a consumable. Making people feel better without it necessarily having to be sewing up a flesh wound. Synergy is far more adaptive to the situation, more varied and flexible. And also, I won't lie: being able to cast Vigilance and Haste on myself really did help my studies, and I could even claim it was a part of those exact studies." She gave a cheeky grin, ducking her head slightly. "Not sure if that counts as cheating, exactly. We'll say it doesn't, hm?"
She was a chatterbox – you could say that for Cyclone, at least. "And you? I remember asking you what you wanted to do as a black mage, but what's so attractive about that line, period?"