"I tell people they can fetch you. What's your room number?"

"My room is 132B." 

"Thank you. It's lovely to meet you."

Masozi nods and smiles and says one of his English pleasantries. And then it's time to excuse himself and run all the way back to his room so he has some time before curfew to try to get spells. 

In Mandarin: "you're ridiculous."

"He's a good investment for the enclave!"

"You know you're going to have problems if you want to bring in Julian and Masozi and a maintenance track kid."

"Song Lan died and no one was expecting that."

"Don't make promises you can't keep, er-ge."

"He's insanely impressive and no one else is going to notice because they're all judging him by his lack of shoes and the fact that he smells like garbage. Shanghai enclave needs a wizard that talented."

"Assuming you're right about him."

"I'd say I'm a pretty good judge of character."

That evening, Meng Yao is going to review the events of the day and think no, you're not.

"Yes, er-ge. --He wants to save everyone, that's going to get him killed."

"He can feed Bichen with Wangji. --I don't care how many people he wants to save as long as he wants to save Shanghai enclave the most."

"Just don't make decisions for the enclave based on the fact that you think he's cute."

"It's worked out well so far, a-Yao."

"He kept himself alive to fourteen and got a Scholomance slot without knowing what malia is."

"Imagine what he's going to be like in four years."