You've noticed that too? These strange lamps they have seem to have a mind of their own. [ The world was just so alien and advanced all at once, it was going to be hard to get use to.

But, that train of thought is immediately ended by the next question.

The fade...as he closed his eyes, he tried to feel the air of magic about them. Tried to catch the scent of ozone that was indefinitely the fade, that energy where magic seemed to pour out from in purity. It was always around in some way or another...but no. He couldn't feel it here but as he held out his hand he could feel the spark of electricity, his own magic vibrating. ]

No, I can't...but my magic is working. [ But it wasn't that, if he focused hard enough he could feel the vibrations of the fade from his own hand. Turning the Marked hand he stared at it; the shimmering green light palely coming off of it as it resonated it's own concentrated power of the fade. ]

Perhaps, we brought a piece with us when we came here?