Unfortunately, Dallium knew about her past tutoring attempts, knew something of her personality although Drezda had been very careful to hold the true depths of what she was, a difficult thing to do around a skilled perceptive. Apparently, she simply thought that the Hoxian had attempted to teach those who were ill-suited to her, personalities incongruous with her own. Dallium seemed to think that this particular young man would be quite well suited to her. If the professor was correct then Drezda might actually have reason to worry; if anyone could match her with a kindred spirit then they had far too much insight into her real personality. It would be unfortunate if Dallium knew the truth because it would make all of her attempts to present herself in a particular way quite useless in hindsight.
Still, she couldn't deny that she was one of the best - probably the best - Perceptive Conversationalist in her year group so final year and awful past tutoring aside, she was obviously an excellent choice - on paper at least.
She'd been told to meet the male student by the name of Nauleth Siordanti in the Reading Room of Brunnhold's library. The name was familiar for some reason but she hadn't bothered to investigate; being told that he was a sixth year had thoroughly killed any curiosity she might have mustered. Although perhaps it would have been wise, if only to gain a better sense of what the young man looked like. Dallium had explained that he was very typical of an Anaxi galdor with the proper red hair and everything albeit taller than usual. Beyond his unusual height, the professor had been oddly cryptic about the boy, saying something about how the two sides of his face were asymmetrical and Drezda would understand when she met him; apparently he was unmistakeable. There had seemed to be something that went unsaid but she hadn't had the patience to approach the matter with the necessary tact and careful conversation. The Hoxian had simply agreed and allowed the meeting to be arranged.
The young woman had actually arrived early to the meeting. It wasn't a matter of eagerness on her part but rather the fact that she didn't want to try to pick his face out of a sea of similar ones. There were other Hoxians at Brunnhold of course but she knew that her features were distinctive enough that this Nauleth would have an easier time locating her than the other way around.
So Drezda had settled herself somewhat rigidly in a seat in the Reading Room, a book about advanced applications of Perceptive Conversation open before her. Such a book would be far above the level of the student she was apparently set to teach but just because she was tutoring didn't mean that her own education had to be neglected.