Lotus didn't start the fire - that was probably the dragon, she doesn't know for sure but it's the most likely hypothesis given, you know, dragon - but she was ready for it. She had gone for the library, joining the foolhardy, heroic-minded individuals rushing in and out to save the books. She had grabbed the books she needed and then raced across the campus, heading for the teleportation circles. The building is unguarded, for once - not surprising given, you know, dragon - so she slips in. She picks the nearest circle, disrupts it so it will pick a destination at random - should make her harder to track down if that's anybody's priority given, you know, dragon - and steps in.
He brings her outside, and a ways away from the house.
"We're not out of range of all the wards, that would be prohibitive, but enough that recasting them would be minimally annoying."
aaand now it's dark, she will cast her magic's version of dancing lights.
"OK, third experiment is if I can use dispel to counter your spell as you cast it - " She readies it "- Would you?"
"Well, that's good to know. It suggests your rituals won't integrate seamlessly with mine but they can probably be worked out to talk to each other. This is great, this has probably shaved a year or two off immortality. Shall we head back in?"
"Oh, should have asked this a while ago, I would be so annoyed if I'd forgotten entirely. Can your magic do healing?"
She breaks into a grin, which settles into a smug smile. "Five years. At least."
"No. It should be possible but nobody's figured out how. Divine magic can do it and with enough time we should be able to figure it out by observation but when I asked a cleric he told me that having it widely available would diminish the perceived majesty of the gods."
"He was a jerk, it's entirely possible that that is not the orthodox position. And yet. That guy's probably going to wind up in Heaven or Elysium or something while probably-better people are screaming in hell."
"My gods would probably not be overjoyed to hear me spouting heresies, nor would their messengers. Is your god different?"
"...I expect our god has policies more in line with your opinions than yours do."
"OK, so how does one get a hold of someone working for Mixter Unpronounceable?"
"...I probably should stop thinking of them by that name."
He laughs softly. "Not-magic. There's a--thing--happening, several of them are on Earth, and I have one's email address because I was invoked as a source of magic theory."
"Is this a thing related to your internet which I now gather is probably not made of scrying spheres?"