Ah, I appreciate it. [punctuated with a grin. He clinks his beer against Romano’s and takes a drink.]

[he wants to ask more about that in particular. He will ask more. But he wants to nurture his fellow academic, too.]

Well. It’s sort of understood as the price and punishment for using magic. Not everyone can, mind. It’s a god given… curse- Blessing, depends on the day, I suppose.

But using it concentrates and disperses the Aether found everywhere. I think this is the source of the damage. [Said matter-of-factly,
like he’s discussing molecules or something real, even though he just brought up humours a moment ago. ]