“Looks like we’re all here.” Her voice is calm and reassuring as she scans us and then the clipboard in her hands. “Alright, we need to have a little chat before we enter the academy.” Theresa sits down on a seat by the door. “Now, Raquel, you’ve told us that your beast leans a little more toward anima sometimes?” Raquel shrugs. “Yeah.” “So you don’t mind us calling you anima?” Raquel nods. “D-doesn’t matter which one.”
