"Humanoid-targeting spells. None of us have children yet." Theoretically, Luzai or Villibor could have--but it hasn't been nine months since they left, yet, so no, not even theoretically. 

Unfortunate. So, she was showing him spells?

Yep. 

"I'm going to need another wand of Silent Image," she says after several more spells, "or you can look at the lower-circle spells that I have prepared, if you can assure me I won't need them today." 

He glances up as he asks on the Telepathic bond.

... He's thinking intently about something.

O...min...ous??? She was sort of expecting "yes you can crash here tonight," fingers crossed that whatever he says instead isn't substantially worse, like, "only if you join our Skinsaw cult" or something, that would really suck. 

"We don't have another wand, so we need to go to Numijan or Kasai to buy more," he says, noticing her confusion, "but it's inefficient to spend two teleports tonight. Your risk of being assassinated is probably very low but it it might happen."

"...Well, I won't spend all my spells, but I am, at the moment, second circle; it's unlikely that any serious attempt to assassinate me is going to turn on whether I have my spells at the moment. I'll settle for a promise that I can crash here tonight and that you'll do your due diligence to prevent me from dying while I'm under your roof." 

"Of course." He says it as though he's not really sure why anyone would assume he'd do anything else.

She didn't assume he would do anything else! She assumed he would just say yes without getting into the specifics of how likely she was to be assassinated. 

The first spell she casts is Inflict Light Wounds, on herself. She...doesn't actually think she's going to be able to keep it from them that she isn't actually a wizard. 

"We have that one."

"You also have Detect Magic, I didn't want to assume it would be exactly the same. ...Also we haven't solved Cure and Inflict spells for wizards, I am actually a different thing." 

"Oh ho..." He will examine her with Arcane Sight for a while. "Not Arodenite. Pre-Arodenite? Demoniac?" He is clearly just tossing out ideas, and does not say 'demoniac' like he particularly pays enough attention to demons to have any opinions on them whatsoever, even hatred.

"Witch. And not the normal kind, either. ...What does Arodenite, mean, in context, at first I thought you meant a cleric but I don't think he's ascended to godhood yet." 

"Aroden brought wizardry from Azlant," he says. Doesn't everyone know this? "All arcane traditions that use spellbooks are descended from him. 'Witch' is divine magic and you're arcane."

"Oh, yeah, I did know that modern wizardry descends from Aroden, but people just say 'wizard,' for that, when I'm from, Aroden did ascend to godhood, uh, about five thousand years before I was born, that's actually basically what Absalom Reckoning means, so 'Arodenite' means the worship of Aroden as a god. But using it to describe the magical tradition descending from him also makes sense. I don't know what you're hearing when I say 'witch,' but the thing I mean is a kind of caster that uses arcane magic despite getting powers from a higher source. ...I don't actually know who my witch patron is. Also everything I know about witches comes from my mother, and I don't trust her, but I'm pretty sure the thing I am doing is arcane magic." 

The wizard is not hugely surprised to hear that Aroden ascended at some point. Nethys ascended, after all, and Aroden has a lead on everyone else.

"You are. There are many different types of granted arcane magic. You cast through familiars?" That's a common feature of them.

"Right." She gestures to the songbird on her shoulder. "This is Kexil. He actually helps me prepare my spells, instead of using a spellbook." 

"Hello," Kexil chirps. Not in Ancient Osiriani. 

"...He only speaks Necril. I don't actually know if Necril exists yet." 

"Hmm. You could make an amulet of Tongues. Or you could teach Kexil wizardry, though it wouldn't help until third circle."

Oh right politeness. "Hello, Kexil."

"...He says I forgot to introduce myself, which is true. I'm Naithrope." 

"Naithrope. Call me Pasenkey*."

(*Lit: "The Little Brother.")

She nods, and then casts Alter Self, taking on the appearance of an elven* woman she'd seen in the marketplace earlier today/several thousand years in the future, and then Dancing Darkness, and then runs through the three other cantrips besides Detect Magic that she had prepared today--Mending, Message, and Light. 

*drow

He knows Alter Self, Aroden introduced that one, but this version is compressed and there's something that that extra loop that wasn't there is doing and he will take so many notes. He has never heard of Dancing Darkness but it is such a fascinating concept he can't help but try to see about playing with it, in his head - it obviously ought to be a cantrip, he's seen a witch* who got Dancing Lights down to a cantrip but it hasn't been compressed below first circle, maybe it's all the extend duration -

(This will involve a tremendous amount of scribbling and staring off into space.)

- and those three cantrips are all cantrips where he's from, though her version of Mending is noticeably improved.

(*: "Person who gets magic from talking to a familiar")

"Dancing Lights is a cantrip in my time, I just don't have it prepared today. I can do it tomorrow." 

Oh good. Does she need anything else? (He's going though all of his notes on her spells and adding secondary detail, sometimes pausing with his eyes closed before writing out more.)