There was only a moment of hesitation before Milo confirmed. He wasn't going to lie to a man so high up and lose rank. He knew and respected Michael so he knew he had to be up front with him. The question and appearance of the notebook surprised him, not that one could tell as his face remained a mask as he spoke. "Well... I assume you know he is a very talented healer. Both in body and spirit. His wings are... Well rare, they are strong but he have never taken up training beyond the basic exercises. It was hard to get privacy at the church and my strength is not illusion magic." He explained with a small pause.<br/><br/>"We tried a variety of magic and he didn't show a strong affinity for most, element more drawn to water and air and well defensive elements." He mentioned with one more thoughtful pause, "there is something else that I have not been able to have him replicate on command because the skill comes naturally to him. If you would be alright with me demonstrating on you sir?" He offered up and when Michael gave his affirmation Milo didn't doubt for a second this powerful man could block his attack. He telegraphed and lobbed it to him almost as he tossed out what looked like a metal blade from his fingertips headed straight at Michael. Ryans attention had been o n them and the moment he sensed the danger the blade was deflected as a small bit of a sphere stopped it dead in it's tracks and dropped from the ground as if it ran into a moving train rather than air. "What were you thinking Milo?! He could have been hurt!" Ryan said distressed as he had felt the man he cared for was in danger.