"Jesper, you know they watch us in Thorne. They...know things about us, because of the close quarters we keep. They know about my channeling, and they know...I don't trust it, or myself with it."
And certainly not now, after all of that. He remembers those terrifying bursts of magic in the pit, uncontrollable and dangerous. A grim reminder of what he's capable of, and the risk that channeling without mastering the craft comes with. As many strides as he's made, he's still just a backwater idiot wrestling with an ability that is far stronger than he is.
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Mat shakes his head with a wear sigh.
"Jesper, you know they watch us in Thorne. They...know things about us, because of the close quarters we keep. They know about my channeling, and they know...I don't trust it, or myself with it."
And certainly not now, after all of that. He remembers those terrifying bursts of magic in the pit, uncontrollable and dangerous. A grim reminder of what he's capable of, and the risk that channeling without mastering the craft comes with. As many strides as he's made, he's still just a backwater idiot wrestling with an ability that is far stronger than he is.
"They know I can't stray far from my teachers."