Good instincts, but horrible execution. It's a problematic combination that will probably only continue to plague her greater aspirations, but what's the alternative? When the options are fight tooth and nail with everything you've got and constantly seek out new advantages, or else lay down and wait for the bitter cyclical death march, it's not much of a choice.

So Pal slips into teacher mode, and Clarke takes up the ever vigilant bodylanguage of a student. Eyes on his face, intent and eager; leans in slightly, hanging on every word. Pirate Jenny and Skulduggery Pleasant insist sigils can be used by just about anyone, regardless of genetics, and while Clarke accepts that anything she attempted wouldn't be utilizing necromancers tools, if she could power something based on intent alone... who knew where the list of possibilities would end?

"Is there, like... a symbol alphabet? Does each shape you draw have a specific connotation attached to it, or is it more like hieroglyphs where the meaning is in the sigil whole?"