Felicity gave Aspel's question some thought. It was easy to forget, in this setting, that the other woman was actually a Council Member, but Felicity didn't want to put more of a burden on her by asking something unreasonable.
"I think the main problem is," she said eventually, "that there are far too few people who have the drive to reach my level of mastery in the weaponless arts, who also have a taste for teaching." It wasn't bragging to call herself a master; her time spent out in the world traveling had given her the practice she needed to reach that level. "An able assistant would be a gift, and I've made some attempts to tap particularly gifted squires for that position, but squires just don't have the authority needed." Juliette in particular showed promise, but she didn't quite have the charisma necessary to teach - she was young. Well, time solved that particular problem, eventually, and hopefully the girl or one of her other students would continue to enjoy teaching even as they chose their classes and paths in the world.
Peony had sounded almost exasperated mentioning this particular student. "Well, it's certain that He works in mysterious ways," Felicity said lightly. "I'm sure she'll find her path eventually, even if there are a few mishaps beforehand."
By this point, the lettuce was thoroughly defeated. Felicity muffled a yawn against the back of her hand - she was somewhat accustomed to early nights, and it was not far from her usual hour to retire. "Well, if you'll guide me," she replied to the Mage. "How many of what goes on each?"