"I wouldn't allow you to see my life firsthand, Ariel. I wouldn't have wished that on you when I was mad and perceived you as an enemy. It's a slim possibility, in any case. Knowledge alone will suffice, as it did for me. You're so very young yet, and simply handing you that experience would be... well, it would be cheating, now wouldn't it?" He gave a sly smile before summoning himself a small bottle of ginger ale, uncapping and taking a sip of it. "It would do far more good for you to gain the experience. Half the fun of knowing all that I do, I suppose, is that it inherently isn't at the hand of experience. I learn backwards more often than not. I have the knowledge, but no wisdom behind it, until I look into it. It's like picking up a particularly arcane, vast spellbook, I suppose, and performing the most advanced things first, to get a grip on the amateur spells."