Lost Time

Rain hesitated, trying to formulate her question better. 

"I mean… are you a human? A spirit? Some strange apparition that enjoys cooking, terrifying vast armies of Awakened, and educating young maidens? And don't you dare say that you are just a shadow! What does that even mean?"

Her teacher stared at her for a few moments. 

"Well… a shadow is the dark area that appears when an object blocks the source of light…"

Rain clenched her fists.

"That's not what I was asking!"

He laughed, then commanded the shadows to rise from the floor and manifest into another — much less comfortable, from the looks of it — chair. 

Sitting down, her teacher shrugged. 

"What are you even talking about? I am just a human Saint."

Rain shook her head energetically.