(He knows. He was trying to be diplomatic, rather than call the other mage an idiot. :P)<br/><br/>He picked himself up, and rested against Cerulean, before saying, "Ward spell against scrying, did not sense it until right before it went off. It channeled almost pure, uncontrolled mana into my mind, and I had to shunt it out before it killed me. The result was, as you could no doubt tell, painful.<br/><br/>I will be fine in a bit, it feels like what would happen if I tried to cast too many spells in a day. Sort of like over training any other muscle, or so I am told."<br/><br/>He winced, and said, "Could you bring me some of the fruit from the table? It has minor healing properties, and will help."