[ Hm. He'd only ever heard them call 'mages', and their magics were so unlike what he's used to back home that a separate title had made sense. So sorcerers and mages... ]

Not quite.

[ He tilts his head to the side as he responds. ]

The magic here is.. different. It doesn't feed on the life of the people using it, or the world around it. There's no consequence.

[ That last part is said with more than a hint of bitterness. Everything he's learned about Thorne leaves a sour taste in his mouth, and the mere fact that the mages there can cast magic without it eating away at their bodies is no exception. He's grateful that Jill can learn it, seemingly without that same consequence. But she shouldn't have to learn foreign magics to keep her skills sharp. He fought so hard to remove that blight upon his world, only for it to linger still in this place. ]

And the mages here know it. Being a Bearer isn't a thing of honor, like a mage is here.