"My name's Ruby. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Well, why don't the two of you come with me, then?" She turns back around (the elf is no longer there, having entered the building after he was summarily dismissed) and goes into the main building. "I will give you a proper tour later, but for now, this is the Hall of the Elements. This is where most of your lessons will be held, the practical ones downstairs and the lectures here." She gestures at the room in front of them, a large circle with benches surrounding a center that has a podium, presumably for use by the lecturer. "The stairs to the right will lead up to the Arcanaeum—our library—and the ones to the left will lead you to the staff offices. Both of them go all the way up to the Archmage's office and quarters, but he is not to be disturbed by anything not of the utmost importance." So to the left she leads them, and up to a room that contains a desk with one chair behind it and two in front of it, a cupboard, and a tall and wide bookshelf. She takes the seat behind the desk and Enthir takes one of the ones in front of it.

And he takes the other, naturally.

"Very well, then. Do you want to explain?"

"This man walked into town yesterday evening. Just as naked, clutching these," book and dagger, "and wearing that amulet. He passed out on a guard and was freezing to death by the time Nelacar healed him."

"Nelacar is still here." She does not sound very pleased.

"Yes," he says, sounding irritated by the statement of the obvious. "Anyway. This man here knows how to cast some spells but doesn't know their names, doesn't have Soothe or Foxskin but does have Oakflesh, and Nelacar asked me if I recognised him as one of the missing students."

"...hmm." To Ruby: "Why don't you tell me your version of things?"

So he recites the same things he told Nelacar earlier.

"...how convenient that you'd show up like this just as a group of students is about to begin their lessons. And yes, the dead body is intriguing—Yisra was working on improving the flame cloak spell, I believe. Nelacar was right, you should speak to Phinis Gestor about this."

"'Tis most disturbing. The wards did not recognise his signature, either, so he's certainly never been here before. And he's not a Nord." The inflection at the end of that sentence suggests some uncertainty, though.

"No, I don't believe so." To Ruby: "Did you have any further mysterious feelings of familiarity once you stepped foot in the College?"

"No. It just felt right, at the time, when Nelacar suggested that I come here. Before I even knew what here was."

"One cannot discount the possibility of a sleeper agent of some sort."

"The College is not particularly secretive about anything, what would such an agent hope to accomplish?"

"What does Ancano hope to accomplish?" he counters.

"He is here to 'advise', as he's said so many times. His role is not one of a passive observer. And if our friend here turns out to be a trap, the College houses the most brilliant and talented mages in Skyrim, and perhaps all of Tamriel. There is little he could do to harm us." To Ruby: "No offence."

"None taken, these sound like very sensible considerations."

"Very well. I don't believe secrecy on any of this should be necessary, so you need not worry about that."

"As you say."

And to Ruby: "Go to the Hall of Attainment—that's the western tower. One of the rooms on the ground floor will have been assigned to you, and your name will be on the plaque next to it. The door will open to your hand only. Take the day to unwind some; your room will have some books and a set of College fabrics as well as some less conspicuous clothes," meaning clothes for non-wizards. "You'll have a few dressers, a safe chest, and an empty bookshelf.

"The ground floor also has a small banquet area, it's resupplied twice a day and you can take whatever you want from it but do be considerate of your classmates. And speaking of which, I encourage you to meet them.

"I will come to Attainment at the seventh bell and I'll show you around, and tomorrow practical lessons begin at the eighth bell in the morning.

"Anything else you need to know?"

Everything.

"I think I can make do for now, thank you. Uh, is there any chance I could have access to a journal to write on?"

"Your room should have a couple of blank journals and if you run out you can always come to the Arcanaeum and request more supplies from Urag."

"Oh, thank you. I'm good, then."

"You're welcome." She stands up and starts walking out of the room. "I'll see you this evening."