[Kyna listens with rapt attention, watching his invisible drawings closely. When he's done, she lets out a soft, thoughtful hum.]

Back home anything magical could sense anything else. Certain things just... felt stronger, you know? Like a light that's brighter, and there were ways to block it, but...

[She shifts again, sitting up a bit straighter as though unconsciously mimicking him.]

How did it work? That primordial potential?