"My friends taught me." This time, there's no thin line of a temper threatening to come out in his cool tone, more even than the previous levelled calm. Tidus doesn't look up still, focusing on his work. "We travelled together, watching each others' backs. There's two healers better than me, but I learned to take the edge off for the. To help."

The sensation is closer to a limb that's been fallen asleep on, numb in that way; the tingles that follow once the pressure is released, the relief that'll come. Pooling out to any minor nicks and cuts that may be elsewhere on Roland's body.

"I never used magic 'til I knew them. I never fought 'til then." How much his life has changed. What did Lulu say about magic? "'Each spell contains a piece of you.'"

His head tilts slightly, eyes closing for a second and then opening.

"It just means take care. Magic is...whatever it resonates in you. Something like that."

Maybe he's over-explaining now. Whatever...