Sven watched the display with a look of wholesome fascination. It might not have been his plan nor his decision to join up with this group of people, but he's relished getting to know so many kinds of magic users and witness their craft.

"I don't know about this 'sapphire' of yours," he began as he accepted the mug from the air, "but...UGH! Freaking tell me about it-!!"

He took a violent gulp of hot liquid, not bothering to ask what, exactly, was in the drink. "I don't know the last time I felt so...so smothered. Trying to communicate with the Petals of Nil was like trying to burn through a wet blanket. Even now we're not fighting I feel like I've been left running on fumes."