(You enter the dorm in the transformation disguise your mother put on you. She had only male children and her only hope of continuing her family's long legacy of the craft and attendance at Zenya Academy rests on you, her youngest child. I see right through the disguise, however, and stare at you as you enter the room but don't say anything to the other girls. When you arrive at the empty bed next to mine and put bags down, I speak to you privately): You shouldn't be here. Explain yourself.