Another from a world devoid of magic. Or seemingly so. He remembers Julie telling him that magic isn't believed in, but from what he's seen of her realm that doesn't mean it didn't exist. Weaker, perhaps. Lurking in the shadows.

He wonders if that's the same for Wilhelm.

"The Singularity?" They've all had that experience, he thinks. He'd thought himself free of it for a time, but he's realized in the past few months his own gifts were granted. Gifts. So to speak.

"My Signs are unstable, but not suppressed. Keep trying. You might find the spark remains even down here."