Sort of - blurry, and accompanied by muttering verse.

That's rude of it. The muttered verse is weird too, he's never seen anyone do that before except as a mnenomic when first learning, and it's sort of embarrassing to have to do that, you wouldn't do it in front of people you'd just met. 

:What magic was that?: he asks curiously. :You must have learned a very different style.: 

"Uh, it's a Hindi spell to check food but you should probably not pick up any language bits from us you don't have to? - I guess if you're not going to the Scholomance it matters way less."

:...I have never heard of that - language? - but I am hardly going to learn it by accident by overhearing you say a few words and not sure what it has to do with anything if I did? Do you have to speak the same language as someone in order to learn magic from them, or something?: 

"Those are such legitimate questions and I am going to ignore them so I can finish what is on this plate and then sleep for twelve hours."

:Of course! I am sorry for my rudeness.: 

Some people are willing to give up their ekele, if the youngsters are up for climbing a dangling rope ladder into a treehouse and sleeping on floor mats. Otherwise there are hammocks? 

The ekele looks more defensible.

Topped up on mana they cast more wordy, blurry spells on the perimeter of the treehouse and then all sleep in it.

Wingsong is tired as well, if not as tired as they are. He sleeps. 

...In the morning, he goes to the Heartstone sanctum to pray. He doesn't know how to walk the Moonpaths; it's one of the many parts of his training that he should have had before he was serving as the Vale's sole Healing-Adept, and didn't, and now who knows when he'll learn it. He doesn't really expect an answer. But...if the Goddess can just send a feeling, of - whether things will go well for the Vale, if he tries to offer these youngsters help - if he tries to learn more of what they're afraid of... 

There is no answer, no, but there is a faint brush of a distant Presence, and if it were speaking in words, it would be saying trust yourself, child, and all will be well. 

He wasn't even expecting that much!!!! Wow!!!!! 

Whenever Bella and Caio and Aadhya awaken, Wingsong will be already up, practicing magic in the courtyard.

There's also a table at the base of the ekele that didn't used to be there, laid out with three brand-new richly embroidered robes that will, on inspection, prove to be almost perfectly fitted to each of them in turn. The hertasi are good at that. 

Well, if it's all the way down at the base of the ekele that's not nearly as alarming as food appearing out of nowhere when they were NOT that distracted. The graduates will all clamber down and peer at the robes.

"Are these for us? My clothes are enchanted..."

Wingsong bounces over. 

:They are for you! ...If you would prefer your current clothes repaired I am sure the hertasi would be eager to help as well. But they are not going to let you go around dressed like that, they must be appalled.: 

"Are... hertasi... a kind of wizard."

Bella has magic shoes but not magic clothes and is at-a-glance assessing the level of nudity taboo around here and changing from her heavily repaired t-shirt and jeans into the robe for her.

Caio too.

:...No? I mean, some of them are mage-gifted and many of them are Mindspeakers, but I do not think they use magic to make the clothes, just needle and thread. Do they not have hertasi where you are from?: He pushes across a mental image of them. Lizard-like creatures, apparently, with big domed skulls that look out of place with their snouts and scales. 

"I don't think I want mundie lizard people handling my magic clothes even if they are very nice lizard people. My mom worked very hard on them and I am not home where she can make me a new set yet."

:Do you want to just borrow needle and thread instead, then? And - presumably wash them but I am not actually sure where the hertasi take clothes to wash them, they like to do their work in private.: 

"This is not really my priority right now. I am fine with my clothes. If you're telling me I smell I can do a spell about it."

Oh no is he being rude. He didn't mean to be rude, just, it would really bother him to wear old kind of worn out clothes. He shrugs. :It is up to you.: 

Her clothes are in much better shape than the other two's were.

"Is there breakf- is there not suddenly appearing breakfast."

:You do seem jumpy about the hertasi. I can ask them to be less sneaky. They take a great deal of pride in being discreet about their work but I think they will understand if you dislike it.: 

"The Scholomance sometimes appears things too but it does it in a way that is much less like, uh, a pack of mimics deciding to pretend to be plates."

:That sounds bad! I think we do not have 'mimics' here, whatever they are - even outside the Vale, I mean, there is not going to be anything dangerous inside the Vale.: 

And he can send a Mindspeech request to the hertasi to bring breakfast and NOT be sneaky about it. Yes he realizes they're very proud of being very hard to observe. These guests are scared by it.