She gets one for him, counting out two silver coins by the feel of the runes carved into them.
The cider is sweet and tart, and lightly spiced.
Taking the drinks with them, they follow the crowd into the atrium, and from there through to the courtyard on the other side of the building.
The courtyard is more of a park, really - students litter the grounds, studying and practising under the trees and eating breakfast by the pond, lightly menaced by the waterfowl who live there. A group near them is currently scattering away from an angrily chattering, large, mottled-green-and-brown, tree dwelling creature, both tree and dweller soaked and dripping water. Erin giggles as she passes but does nothing else; korniff are harmless, and they deserve it for drenching the poor thing.
Once they reach the center of the park, she settles on a bench out of the way of the traffic and spreads an arm as though presenting their surroundings to him.
"This is the Academy! What do you want to see first? I can show you the library, or admissions can suggest some good lectures to observe, or I could introduce you to some of the scolars and professors here."