Wow, that girl has the doomiest doom aura Adam has ever felt radiating off someone who didn't have black fingernails. Adam wants someone that scary on his side, if it's possible to arrange that, so he approaches her.
"Hi, I'm Adam."
"Nice! I have French and Latin."
And Mandarin, but he's not very good at that and doesn't want to emphasize his weaknesses.
What's the polite way to ask "so, what's up with the aura of doom?"...probably there isn't one. He tries the indirect approach.
"Do you know your affinity? Mine is...if I had to give a one word description I would say 'charm'. I can make people prettier, or make their voices more compelling, or just alter, like, their vibes."
"Well, I've only experimented with it in one direction so far—making people seem more trustworthy, or more harmless. But lately I've been thinking I could do it the other way, too; come up with something to make people seem tougher or more intimidating."
Not that you'd need any help with that, he doesn't say.
"It's not mind control, exactly. It's more like...changing the subtle details of people's presentation, the ones that aren't in their conscious control, so they give off a different overall impression."
Mal-toasting is very tempting to Adam, but objectively speaking he has enough of those already. Healing he is shorter on.
"Healing sounds good. I'll trade you one that makes you seem less threatening for a healing spell and one that makes you seem more trustworthy and reliable for a healing spell...plus a mal-toasting one."
Okay, so he can't resist. He tells himself he's giving himself something low-value to give up so she can feel like she's winning if she decides to haggle.
"The overall effect of the two together should be to put people at ease around you, without making you look weak. I sent my big sister off to the Scholomance with those two last year; she's found them very useful."