[It's a book giving advice on how to fit in with people, how to talk to them, reading social cues, common phrases, etc. It basically comes off as advice for someone who has no idea how to talk to people. As you flip through the book...images start to filter into your mind.]

[Nell is sitting on her bed, reading the book. You enter the room and take a look at her. She looks a little younger than she does right now. Mid-teens as oppose to late teens.

"How is it going?" You ask.

"It's...going fine," she says. "I-it's just...it's kind of a lot. What if." She purses her lips. "What if I mess something up?"

"Then you mess something up," you say. "Nobody expects you to do everything perfectly on your first day of school, Nell. I didn't." You wave a hand. "It's just a small class with other people who are in...similar situations. Just do your best and if you feel overwhelmed, call me." You give her a smirk. "Look at me. I was in the same situation as you and now I'm a highly respected academic. A genius, that everyone flocks to. A master of both the mundane and magical," you say, sparing no amount of superlatives for yourself. Goddamn, you're great.

That gets a smile and a giggle out of Nell. She nods.

"Y...yeah. I'll just do my best." She takes in a breath and you can see her releasing some tension. "Thank you."

"Any time," you smile back and leave the room, leaving her to her reading.]

[Then, you're back in Nell's room, kneeling next to her books.]