[ Finn nods in an almost-agreement sort of way, because he's now wondering what definitions even apply anymore. It doesn't help that he hasn't seen any of these vampires or werewolves around here yet either.

Regardless, his eyes dart up to meet James' and- Right. Different reality. Finn can't imagine there's a place out there not touched by the Force, but that doesn't mean every... reality even knows it's there.

So, he's going to take a second while he thinks through an answer. ]

It's... hard to explain. A sort of energy that's part of everything. It creates chaos and life and connections between people, leads some along a-... I don't know. A destiny, I guess. Sounds ridiculous.

But, back home, we have some things that are really in-tune with the Force. Sometimes, those things are people. There's some biology to it - [ He gestures with his fingers, like he can show the size of a midi-chlorian if he tried. ] - something about little cells in everyone's blood, I don't know. But some are more sensitive to it than others, and they can listen to the Force. See it, use it... Float rocks with their mind, hear other people's thoughts, see visions of the future. That sort of thing.

It gets complicated. I mean, it's amazing. They can heal wounds, move rivers, talk with the dead, but... it's incredible how much one person can change a galaxy when they have the power to choke someone from across the room.

[ Which is where he's pausing to take a drink, this one going down smoother than the last. But honestly, if that's what their 'magic' is, Finn's not sure how many more Force-related conflicts he can let himself get involved in.

Sorry if he's being a bit maudlin. He's feeling it suddenly. ]