[ Magic is the best part of being alive, in his opinion. In his heart he isn't cut out for genocide, but he's never going to look at muggles with anything better than distant pity; how can people live without it? To say nothing of convenience, it's the very makeup of reality. He can't imagine not being able to see and touch it. ]

I think we might have very similar magic, [ he observes, enjoying the snow while it's there. ] That spell - floresco - does about the same for me. The way children are taught, normally, with wands and words to make spells, is a form of control. So that no one has a bad day and blows up half their home by accident. Some of us don't take to it perfectly.

[ This is followed by a shrug. ] Tradition. There's something to be said about it, the way it's orderly. But I'm drawn equally to what's unpredictable.