"That it is." Adelaide isn't terribly surprised the Northern Mages have thrown in with one another- their temperament and sensibility seem to mesh as much as their sense of fashion and propriety. Quite a bit and quite a little in turn, though it does make for interesting conversation and gossip among the apprentices.

She brushes a bit of Benevenuta's hair from her forehead, offering another low pulse of warmth.

"As much as tending to someone's hangover without chiding them for it, I suppose."