I think that we're different people. Over time we'll merge and become one again, from what I understand. So you could think of it that way. However, it's not really a bad thing. I like being who I am, without her too.

[And she has a little trick. She pulls a slip of paper out of her bag.]

If I relied entirely on her, I'd never have learned what I have about magic and myself. I've gained new skills, because I don't let her instincts and memories guide me.

[She starts pouring energy into the paper, concentrating hard, focusing her will.]

Like this.

[The power running through it isn't much, but it's a visible show of enchantment, and she passes over the paper.]

Try and tear it.

[It's harder than granite...]