Finally - after a history class which is normally her favorite, but today seems to be dragging on much too long - it's lunchtime.  Lila looks for Aeslin, but doesn't find her at the moment.  She does see Violet, which reminds her that she might as well be playing her part.  And Violet would want to know too.

"Hey," she says simply.  "How was your morning?"

"Good.  Yours?"

"I finally got Aeslin to talk with me - and I think we both really want to talk to her!  About, well, what we were talking about this morning."

"Huh.  I'm surprised that I'm not surprised that I'm surprised by that.  Really should've figured, with the hat.  Probably should talk.  Where's she?"

Violet's sitting as far away from the general bustle as possible, incidentally; while Lila's talking, she snacks on some of her lunch.  (It's grapes, mixed nuts, and chocolate-dipped pretzels; she's all-in on bite-sized finger foods today, apparently.)

Lila scans the crowd of students.  "Yeah, I thought she just liked black dresses, but - oh, there she is!"

She puts down her egg sandwich and waves.

Aeslin comes over.  She's left her hat somewhere - maybe stuffed it in her backpack; it's looking even fuller than before.  She doesn't have any food.

Her pursed lips get tighter when she sees Violet.

"Oh, hey, I was thinking about magic immun... er," she glances at Violet, "we were talking about, er, a game design idea."

"I know you know what she thinks she knows.  There any way of testing it?"

Violet's closed up her lunch.  She seems to be giving this conversation her full attention.

Aeslin swings her backpack down on the table with a thump.

"Well, I could just go ahead and do a simple test..."  She pulls out what looks like a pen about twice as long as normal, and starts twirling it between her fingers.  "... But your, er, idea might not work with, er, every combination."

"You can speak clearly. Violet knows about the magic. ^{It was pretty hard to miss.}"

Aeslin sighs.  "Sorry.  Habit.  But they aren't all wrong... this cafeteria's probably not the best place to start casting spells at you."

"Afterschool?  Claim a study session.  Pretty sure our mom knows, so do it at our place.  If she doesn't get help herself, somehow.  Or maybe your place has stuff for this?  Test both of us."

Aeslin frowns.  "I don't want to have to explain this to my parents... or my tutor... even though I'm clearly not the one who revealed the secret of magic to you...  After school?

"But first, tell me - what spells were going on last night?  I think I'm still feeling some magic residue on you!"

"We don't know for sure.  Lila?  Your story, your choice."

"Either a memory spell on everyone else, or a cross-universe spell on me.  Or a memory spell on me.  As far as I know, Violet didn't exist before this morning.  Then I woke up, and she said she was my sister, and Mom knew her and all her stuff was all over the house."

She holds out a hand to Aeslin.  "Test me if you want."

Aeslin stares at Lila wide-eyed.  "That - I haven't even heard of a cross-universe spell outside legends!  Or a memory spell that'd work in one stroke on everyone from your mother down to the teachers... and if they're doing that, what would Violet be?  An uninvolved girl brought in from somewhere else and memory-charmed too?  A pre-readied golem?

"The one thing that might be possible is a memory spell on you yourself - but a memory spell that'd excise your sister from all your life at one stroke also doesn't exist!"

Aeslin draws her wand across Lila's hand in something like a knot.  "Well, at least you've got magical residue on you..."  She wrinkles her nose.  "No telling what it's from.  You could be a vampire for all this's telling me, and then it might just be your natural magic.  First thing when it's safe to cast, I'll want you to repeat your story under a truth spell."

"Test me too."

She circles her wand over Violet's palm.  "Same with you.  Either there were a lot of spells cast on you, or you're a vampire or something.  Or golem - I'll test that after school, just to be sure."

"...not a golem, I'm not Jewish."

"Okay - well, the standard term for animate material creatures created by magic is either 'golem' or 'doll.'  In English, I mean.  Myself, I like 'golem.'  But if you really want 'doll' -"

She holds up her hands.

"Really, I don't think you are one, if you've got a full episodic memory..."  Her face suddenly brightens.  "Hey, I can test that!  What were you doing after school last Friday?"

"...painting.  Do that every Friday.  Not sure precisely which parts.  Would not think this is sufficient evidence to support or disprove automaton-nature.  Think there's interesting parallels between autistic people and trope-informed robots in play here."

"I can do a magical test after school - though now I'm thinking that if we're already positing unprecedentedly fast memory spells, we can also posit unprecedentedly realistic golems!

"Say, why not just cut class and do it now?"

"...Education is important."  Violet disapproves.

"Yeah, we can't just not be in class!  Not without an urgent reason."

"Fine, fine.  Well, I could give you a synopsis of memory spells, but... copying or erasing memory is easy; creating brand-new episodic memory is hard.  And," (she glances down at her place on the table, empty save for her backpack) "I should probably get some lunch for myself at some point...  Any other questions, though?  Before the Grand Magic Free-Test this afternoon?"

"...how do you do - no, that's better answered in private."