She did indeed know Drake—he was one of the non-mages she was most fond of. "He mentioned he got burned," Cy said, thoughtfully picking back through her memories of what people had said about the docks. She missed having the firsthand experience, sometimes, although she could give a pass on the water elementals. "If it's any consolation, he didn't really seem too fussed about it."
Almost pausing in their walk, but then forcing herself back into motion, Cy glanced at the younger girl beside her. "I'm glad you learned from it. Sometimes the only way to figure something out is to muck it up yourself. I did that quite a bit after I passed my test; I contracted out with various groups of travelers and went on the road with them. Plenty of mistakes out there, trust me. It just happened to be far enough away from the Mages Guild for them to not take official notice, thanks be to– Faram." (The hiccup was a small one, just the slightest hesitation before she filled in the name of the appropriate deity hereabouts.)