"Izzy, somehow I doubt that you'll never be ready," Lindsey told her. "But you are a child right now. Children do not get to learn magic, at least not in my opinion. I trust that I will know in the future when." If ever, he added silently. There wasn't going to be a trial run. It was either she was ready or she wasn't.
"No. Magic isn't something you can just try out. It's lke getting your driver's license, Izzy. That's permission to drive a vehicle, which can end up being very dangerous." As far as explanations went, that was not one of his better ones. There was something about talking to a child, even a very smart child, that even his fast talking self couldn't do.