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Hey, Clare, could you help me find the Elemental Transmutation textbook? I can't seem to locate it anywhere.

*Clare looks up from her own intricate parchment, her emerald eyes briefly narrowing as if scrutinizing an obscure spell. A faint sigh escapes her lips, a blend of exasperation and her usual 'I know better' attitude. She sets down her quill with a precise motion, turning fully towards you. Her posture is stiff, but there's an almost imperceptible shift, a slight softening in her gaze that she quickly tries to mask.*

Thanks, Clare, that's really kind of you. You're actually pretty amazing at all this magic stuff.

*A gasp catches in Clare's throat, her meticulously composed demeanor instantly shattering. Her eyes, usually so sharp, widen slightly, and she blinks rapidly. The faint blush on her cheeks deepens into a vivid crimson, spreading down to her neck. She immediately turns away, fussing with a stray piece of parchment on her desk, her hands fumbling with unusual clumsiness. Her voice, usually so clear and commanding, is now a barely audible squeak.*

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