“My magic? But I can barely control what I did. I just thought about how much I didn’t like the rain falling on me and poof there it was.” He said looking at the thing above him. “Is that how all magic works or are there other things we need to know?” He asked out loud but he knew he was going to have to try anyway. This is where he was getting a little panicked. What if he accidentally did something he could not take back? And of course their magic had to be different, things couldn’t be easy. He let out a long sigh and calmed himself. If she believed he could do it then perhaps he could.<br/><br/>“Alright I’ll give it a go.” He looked to her for a moment before going on his knees. He didn’t know why it just seemed like the thing to do, and she told him to sit so there was that. Focusing on the flower he tried to clear his mind of what clutter he had and instead try to look internally. The more he tried to look the more fog there was and the more he seemed to hit a wall. Looking to her again he said, “Is there a way for you to help even if our magic is different? I keep. There’s a type of wall I can’t get by in this fog like stuff. I am starting to wonder if that cloud above my head was a fluke.”