Knock knock!

Blink blink. "Addy?"

"Hey Sadde! How goes?"

"Sure!" In she comes. "If that's going to be awkward, you should know that I'm completely asexual."

"I've been doing well! I thought I'd swing by while I was in town. Did your magic turn out to have any hidden depths that you dug up without me or is it as-was?"

"As far as I can tell, no hidden depths, only other creative uses. Same memory slash training slash precision limits, though. I have a few useful shifts pretty much instinctive by now, and I've created some personal vocabulary for the qualia involved that English doesn't have and started keeping a diary with recipes for other stuff."

"Ooh, personal vocabulary!"

She boops him. "I'm a quick learner."

She is in fact a very quick learner.

He notices this! "Wow okay you gotta teach me your trick, does your magic-copy power make you magic-learn other stuff too?"

"I've always been good at learning things. My personality trait that gave rise to my magic is mimicry, remember?"

"So it's not something teachable? That's disappointing," he sighs.

"Well..."

"That's promising."

"I could tell you but then I'd have to kill you."

"...that is less promising. I like being alive quite a lot."

"Okay, strictly speaking I would not have to kill you. But I would sure have to do something whether you liked it or not."

"Terrifying yet intriguing."

"Lemme know which wins."

"I'm walking a fine line as-is."