Hotaru
I wanna be a word you say at night
I wanna be a feeling you know you can't fight
Hotaru strikes a graceful pose, fingers beneath her chin and eyes skirting up to the ceiling in a cheeky 'what can I say?' to his congratulations, laughing lightly. "Thank you. Have you visited them yourself?" Frey is a common herald for the courtesans and workers in the House, and is still quite favored by King's End's citizens as a whole, but it's a passing interest at best when they have tutoring at hand. I wanna be a feeling you know you can't fight
"Healing is the least useful, but depending on your skill with it, you can often get another orgasm out of someone - especially men - if you focus on easing their exhaustion," she shares with a mischievous little grin. They usually didn't have much volume to spend, but dry orgasms are just as pleasant (if slightly overwhelming) as any regular one. She's confident he's experienced enough to already be adept at healing things like lash or spank marks and nail scratches and doesn't bother to mention it. Hotaru is here to inspire, not bore.
"Telekinesis is best for toys, until it's strong enough to help lift limbs. Once you can, it's great as an invisible spreader bar or to keep someone's wrists to the bed while having your own free." It also didn't require much force, as most clients got off on the implication and never truly tested the full limits of their bonds be they hands, cuffs, or magic. "But wind is the versatile one. Can you conjure it directly yet?" If not, she has a work around, but if he's interested in the Academy then surely it will come to him someday.
