That was the coolest fucking thing he'd seen all week. All month, maybe. "Brilliant," he said, blinking at it. He lifted his palm a little, slowly, carefully, and the sun rose sedately above it. A little lick of orange flame snapped out towards his palm, but it faded harmlessly an inch or two before it hit skin.
"It's fantastic." He spared a moment to flick his eyes to Patrick and grin widely, then turned his attention back to the glowing ball floating above his hand. "You'll have to show me how you did this. If I ever get my magic back, that is."