Having convinced Irene to lend her aid was a burst of endorphins to my brain like no other.
I was eager to learn, practically oozing with fervor, but according to Irene, alas… not so fast.
"Give me some time to plan ahead," She requested, downing her third refill, and drowning in paperwork. "Proceed as usual for the time being. I'll tell you when we start."
"Aye, aye," I said. "Do you at least have like an estimate as to when exactly?"
"Not a good one. My schedule is pretty tight at the moment."
"Your best guess?"
"After New Year's, at the earliest," She said. "And lose the cloak. The cloak's not necessary."
"For winter wear only, actually," I said, trying to placate her worries. "But I get it. Cloak stays off during lessons."