Curiosity keeps him watching. Forgoes fanning the flames in favour of seeing what Wilhelm will do. Fire magic remains—interesting. Mages on the Continent avoid it; outlawed and feared, it's simply not something they use. Too close to pure chaos, he supposes.

But there doesn't appear to be so heavy a cost on this sphere.

Hm.

"Not bad." The fire climbs higher, flames flickering, and the boy's shroud of misery fades some. The air grows warm.

"Have you always had magic?"