It only took a few sentences for Morgana to stop listening. It all sounded like some New-Age, hippie stuff. Blah blah blah. What did Morgana need to Master her own body for? With her magic (mostly) back, she was already master of her own self. If she'd gotten her nail file back, she would have worked on sharpening her claw-like nails during the whole explanation, but alas, she made to make due with crossing her arms while Aqua went on.

When it seemed like the young woman was finished, Morgana was less... wordy. "Nah." A click of her tongue. "Unless the King and Queen of this uncanny valley order it, I think I'll skip these classes like I did when I was an actual kid. You have fun with those."