[ He is more than willing to give her a moment for that to sink in – he is used to the idea already, having been on another star entirely for a year ere he arrived on this one. There being other stars, other versions of even the same star, are not foreign concepts to him, but he too remembers what it was like when the information was new. It had been frightening, overwhelming, and altogether difficult to accept as truth. ]

First of all, there is some sort of technology in our heads, which is to account for our new haircuts and the scar we each bear on the back of our necks. You can think of this technology as something akin to a linkshell and a library all rolled into one. I’m still learning it myself, but I can try to teach you as best I can.

But the second and most extreme change lies here – [ he places a hand over his own chest. ] There has been… something put in each of us. It denies us access to any magic or powers we may bear naturally, and grants to us new abilities instead.