Peridot takes the spell and holds it right up to her nose, scrutinizing it carefully. Reading the spell out in her head a few times over to make sure she doesn't have any questions automatically seems like a good idea, especially given Strange's rather, uh... Peculiar handwriting...

"No offense, but your penmanship is atrocious," she says blandly, lowering the paper from her face. "As your apprentice, I could assist you with improving that. You know. Between lessons."

Peridot is now really the time--