"I take after Dad." said Jack. "I do a little bit of everything. Guess you could call me something of a renaissance man in that regard." He regarded Elsa's relics with curiosity. "That's pretty cool." he said gesturing to the tattoo. "I didn't know that sort of thing was possible. I mean, I thought it always had to be a thing." He reached into his pocket, withdrawing a pen.<br/><br/>He held it carefully in his hand, looking around the car to judge distances. "Hold still a sec ..." he said, and in a blur the pen was gone, and he was holding a spear with a barbed head. "Handy for when company drops round unexpectedly." he added, the spear vanishing and the pen being tucked back into his pocket. "I'm also learning the casting of spells."