Angie tests it for a few seconds - it's a little cube, she scratches at it and peers at it and rolls it between her fingers, and then nods, "Aluminum," she agrees. 

...very funny, Sir Spell the Marvelous.

That's okay. He couldn't carry much more anyway.

Tomonori will offer to help everyone else with whatever they need now that he's got everything he wanted.

Lily smiles at Alex and thanks him, then takes a small magnet out of her pack and touches the silvery metal with it. It doesn't stick. 

"Aluminum," she agrees. "Tin's magnetic." She takes some of the silver and copper cubes, as well as a set of glassware which she carefully puts in the top of her bag, padded carefully with the paper she fetched earlier. That fills most of her space - but the empty beaker can still hold something, so she points out the high shelf she's too short to reach. "More seeds and oils up there."

Yolanda pockets some aluminum and reaches for the seeds and oils. 

Once Nia's all packed up she does stretches again to donate mana for another casting of Sir Spell.

Lily stuffs her beaker with small vials of mustard seed and mineral oil and citronelle oil and eucalyptus oil and ginger oil, then zips her pack closed and allows herself a small smile. 

Of course, after that it's back down to the floor for more situps.

For cheap mana, Tomonori uses meditation.

It's so hard to sit still and focus your whole mind on just his senses and not thinking at all, which is what makes it good for mana-building.

After dutifully mal-checking the nooks and crannies, Alexius beelines for a tiny cupboard in the back and cackles over a dusty steel bottle filled with mercury. And there's silver, and he spotted some fluorite and even carnelian on the shelves, and there's enough glassware and metal left over for a bootleg brewery in his room. He's over the moon. 

"Zed, you are the greatest. There will be eidetic memory potions at breakfast, I'm gonna move up my timetable with this haul." Hint hint, weirdly altruistic spell. 

Zed is just gonna not make eye contact with anyone and press themselves against Angie's back. All this lustre making them very uncomfortable.

Poor Zed. Even if they certainly deserve the praise. 

"They'll take you up on that tomorrow morning, then," Angie tells Alexius. 

Alexius nods, still grinning at his fortune mutually beneficial arrangement. "Shop last?" He doesn't have anything specific in mind but some basic tools would be neat. 

Lily gets up and makes her donation of mana.

"Yep," last thing, best thing for her, most dangerous for them all. At least she has a lot of space left in her bag, actually, courtesy of carrying most of Alexei's stuff through induction. "Pass the mana in, make your lists, and we'll be on our way." She accepts Lily's mana as she says this.

Nia does squats - they're efficient enough when she's got a heavy backpack on - and passes over her results.

More handstands! And then yep, mana transferred. 

"Thanks," they say quietly, mostly to Nia.

"You're welcome! We must feed Sir Spell and his lovely caster."

Alexius continues his secondary malwatch duties and forks over another dose, half from power sharer and half from carrying stuff around all afternoon. 

Aaaaa? Gods, they shouldn't have said anything because now they're blushing and everyone is probably looking at them and knowing. They try to hide behind their hair and Angie and are very much bright red.

Angie purses her lips, and accepts mana without comment. 

(Alexei misses all of that, busy securing a bit of tubing to the bottom of his bag. Zed's expression gets a momentary concerned look, before he goes back to mal watch.) 

Once the mana is all passed in, Angie nudges Zed, "One more?" 

Right, yes. Stop blushing about the pretty girl and actually do the one useful thing they can contribute to their friends. Right. Rightrightright.

They nod and start the spell again.

Heeeeeere wire. Wire wire wire. Gold wire silver wire copper wire brass wire. 

Angie leads them out in the middle of the group again, keeping a grip on their shirt as they keep a grip on hers, and an eye on the ceiling and floor. Same strategy as the last two times - shielded guy in front, upperclassman spotting for him, Alexei in the rear.

(Wire and gems and glass sand and she'd probably kill someone for a good set of etching and engraving tools-) 

Please let there be a drawplate.

Clamps and chisels and lapidary tools and a slip roller and mallets and a screwdriver. She will tie things to her backpack straps if she has to.