[Falling into position, Stephen is mentally counting the beats of the music in his head, until the melody's line resets itself. This is a waltz—how very traditional for the ballroom, he thinks—so it’s easy enough to count 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, even as he answers the question.]

Divination? Not exactly my strong suit. I wouldn’t mind picking your brain about it sometime.

[And here. The swell of music, and the start of a new measure, and Stephen begins to lead them across the dance floor. He’s far from the most experienced dancer here, but he knows his footwork well enough to confidently lead them to and fro.]

My magic… Yes, I can still use the kind I wielded back home. I suspect that’s because it’s a universal energy, though I’m not sure how that applies across multiverses. [In this case, at least, it works.] It’s called Eldritch magic. It’s light and energy-based, but there’s more to it than that.

You saw the mandalas I cast, right? During my little show.