[...Huh. Well, he's caught him there, hasn't he? Especially considering the nature of his magic and how he makes it work.
When I think I can do it... He glances down, staring at his hands and focusing. He doesn't summon his magic to manifest, but he feels it there, the spark of hidden electricity on his fingertips, the thrum of energy beneath his skin, flowing through him like blood through his veins. It's there, deep and powerful and incomprehensible.
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When I think I can do it... He glances down, staring at his hands and focusing. He doesn't summon his magic to manifest, but he feels it there, the spark of hidden electricity on his fingertips, the thrum of energy beneath his skin, flowing through him like blood through his veins. It's there, deep and powerful and incomprehensible.
But his. Always his.
When he thinks he can do it. No...]
When... when I know I can do it.