Kelson was in fact feeling rather sick from the negating effect his arrival here had on his own abilities. Trying not to feel as powerless as he knew he was, he took a look up and down the man as best he could. Harmless? Or trying to be harmless?

So he took a breath, trying to steady himself, and not give into that fear. He wasn't asking because he was going to try and spit Kelson like a pig on a stake over a fire. It was curiosity and concern. He hoped. So he ventured a small truth.


"Some in my world have magic, yes. It's not common though, certainly not like it is here."