In tasting the flavor of this girl's mana, Solomon confirmed beyond a shadow of a doubt that this summoning was an ideal one. It was quite the flexible bouquet, sweet with a sour undertone that seemed capable of shifting to the other direction when needed. She'd fall right inline as his apprentice when that became clear. If nothing else, she was very easily falling into the method of teaching she'd receive over time.

Solomon kept hold of the girl, and she in-turn rested both hands upon his chest. No verbal understanding had been reached between the two as of yet. By now, however, the swabbing of tongues would have the teen understanding the language known as Common. Perhaps she'd even come to realize, in retrospect, what Solomon was saying previously. Ah, but that didn't really matter. They were connected by the mouths, and neither seemed particularly interested in parting. Solomon considered this the perfect time for a bit of general understanding delivered unto the lass's tongue by his own thrashing. He'd confirm for her how very real magic was in this world. In doing so, he'd also pass along the basics of reincarnation to confirm exactly what the girl was going through... though with the caveat of being transported directly to another world instead. Hers was a rarer case, after all.