"Sir Auron tried to teach me the sword, and I confess that I couldn't even lift the thing." She took a cigarette out of his tin and lit it with the tiniest fire spell she could muster. It was nice never having to lose a lighter.
She inhaled and thought to herself. "It might be. I was doing spells before I was formally trained. Skwisgaar might just be adept at it because of something else." When he spoke, she blinked and shook her head. "I have faith in you. I think you'll be all right. You're stronger than you think."