...it's like riding a bike, probably is what i'd say if i knew how to ride a bike

So magic attached itself to me when I came back? He wasn’t sure how he felt about this, at least he had Morrigan to help him, but the idea of being able to do magic, especially negation magic, felt a bit freaky. He felt a bit like he was trying to learn to tame and ride a freaking dragon, as wild as it all was and as little control over it as he had.

He grimaced, glancing back towards their home as he continued to follow Morrigan. **But why negation magic? Is there a reason for that, or is it just random?** He asked, his voice betraying a hint of the uncertainty and fear that he was feeling. He was suddenly wishing he’d paid more attention to how mages came into their magic.