You'll be happy to know that I am not without magic, as far as volume of it goes, [if there is ever any way of quantifying it] but in what I can do. I could alter reality to my very whim, like removing a person's mouth from their face, to turn a man into string.

[far too specific examples, but perhaps the problem lies in the fact that michael is not too familiar with what the power of her magic is — if unleashed to its full potential.]

Do you forget I've created plenty of the animals in the farm?

[when no one is looking, she adds a sheep or two, another goat, to make up for the ones they lose after it's escaped the farm and become the meal of a forest creature. it's impossible to discern which animal is real and which one is created by magic.

she straightens her back, huffing. she can look after herself, despite the men in her life pouring in with suggestions and ideas of what she should do.]

I have some personal projects I want to focus on.