"Huh. Yeah, I guess. - Oh and I have one that does explosions but it takes lots of mana." 

"It's probably not safe to ask for a demonstration of that one but it sounds exciting. I wonder whether it would be easier or harder to do healing with Song spells. Maybe you could model them after lullabies to reinforce the theme of safety? I'm not sure if that's actually how things work."

"What I noticed so far is it seems a bit easier to do really broad healing, like, just making people a little stronger and less injured, but it seems worse for anything targeted?" 

"I feel like that makes sense. A song is something that encompasses you and kinda flows through your body, sometimes they make me want to dance. That feels like it would be harder to do precise targeting with."

"Oh. Yeah, that makes sense." 

This is more sentences than he's said to anyone in the last week. Vanya is starting to feel very exhausted and is finding it hard to keep tracking the conversation. He very badly wants to curl up small under a blanket but he CAN'T DO THAT CAN HE. 

And there's a bell. "I should go to my class. Don't want to be late for Mal studies. I hope you have a nice day. It was good talking to you and I learned some interesting things."

"Oh. Nicetomeetyoutoo," Vanya says at his untouched food.