[There was a time when Zhaneel might have argued about the 'good' sides of magic users, but she wasn't as naive as she'd been even a few months ago. There were those that she trusted that were adept at magic, and she was learning it herself in order to protect and defend her friends, but there were many that would abuse the gifts at first chance.]

We all must do what we must do to survive, and many times what we must do isn't what we'd like to be doing. There are times when it's best to align oneself with those of a nature unlike our own, because it is what will bring us waking into the new day... [Again, a small shrug of her shoulders and wings.] I can only do small magics, especially when compared to many others here in the Drabwurld, and my abilities are almost comical in comparison.

[She then arches a brow again, but rather than taking any offense she chortles softly in amusement and inclines her head in acknowledgment.]

I'll grant you that mayhap it is not the best of circumstances, but it could certainly be worse, hmm? [You could have arrived in the middle of a fire fight instead of a feast, Luse.

As he gives his name, she nods again.] Lusiphur. [A curious tilt of her head, then.] And which Court sought you out, Lusiphur? [She had her guess, but she'd let him affirm or deny at his pleasure.]