Magic doesn't exist. That's just common sense.

[ To be fair, Aloy's been through the this-magic-thing-was-just-really-advanced-technology emotional rollercoaster herself, so not believing everything she hears has become the norm.
Plus killing stuff... that's kind of necessary to survive. ]

How about this: I'll hunt down a meal for both of us, and in exchange you explain how your "magic" works.





[ Yes sir those air quotes are absolutely positively audible. Ripperoni. ]