[ Magic may be finite, but he's young, so he bounces back a little quicker than some. Still, he's eager to make this something he does every day so he can be powerful like Wanda. He doesn't think he could ever be as strong as she is, but maybe if he could have the power to help defend this place and hold his own. That would be good enough for him. ]

Yeah, you're right about that. This is home now, so better to make the most out of it.

Oh, I'm up for it! [ Carl beams and stands up, brushing off his legs. Looking around for a good target, he spots a bird on a nearby branch and points toward it. ] Okay, now watch that bird. It might take me a second.

[ He takes a deep breath and shakes out his hands as if that would help shake the spell out of his fingertips. He waves his arm in its direction, which doesn't really do anything. Instead of getting dismayed, he focuses a little harder and thinks about how he's seen magic cast before. When he gestures his hand kind of like Wanda does, a faint blue glow surrounds the bird and he throws his arms up and lets out a whoop from his success. ]