[ Carl isn't used to magic the way a lot of the Summoned are. It was always something reserved for fantasies in a world surrounded by science that inevitably led to the end of everything. The idea of a fantasy died shortly after it if he really thinks about it. It's little kid stuff. Or it was, anyway.

He finds it amazing and wants to learn more after seeing just what the people around him are capable of. If he's being honest, he didn't really think he could even do it. There's no latent magical ability, so it's been hard to draw a line from himself to someone who can do magic. Until now. ]

What kind of spell should I look for? I'm a little lost on where to start with it. There's just so much to choose from. [ He moves to join her when prompted, sitting on his knees next to her, mimicking Wanda with his hand on the grass. Carl shakes his head, looking at her. ]

I don't know how to do that. It can't be as easy as talking to the plants?