[Look, it's easy for magic to come naturally when you're a literal magical beast ... stuck in human form, anyway.

But what else is there for her to do but study, really? First things first is properly learning the language; she can hardly find a place for herself in the court or help him with even the smallest of his many plans if she can't understand what people are saying around her. Sure, some have been nice enough to translate for her when needed, but...

Isn't it better to be able to tell what people are saying for herself?

She takes a seat on the bench next to him after a moment, her expression curious.]

Did he? [It's a little hard to imagine - in that it's difficult to picture Malik staying still long enough to read a book, from what she saw of him at the festival and from the whispers she's heard around the court.] That is a little like how my father taught me how to read. He would recite while I looked at the pages, and...

[She hesitates. It's a little difficult to think of Seteth, even now, but it's a nice memory.]

...well, it made it quite easy to learn what symbols made which sounds.