Darius/Quen.
That's fair. But look, Darius, I know I was reckless and I put people in danger, and I know you were worried about me and I should have apologized right from the beginning. You've always looked out for me and been so responsible and I was ungrateful. I've been trying to use this past month as an opportunity to grow up and I hope you will let me show you what I've learned. Being a Black Mage is a big responsibility, because it's dangerous, and not just to me, but to the people around me. I had no business being out there without training. Even now when I can actually cast an actual spell, I'm nowhere near ready for combat, and I think I can promise I won't do anything like that again until after I'm a Black Mage. And I love you and I miss you and all month I kept thinking of things to tell you and then I remembered you were mad at me and I felt like I had a giant hole in my chest.
I'm sure you really are busy, but can I at least come visit you at the clinic or something? I won't even cast anything.