"There was a spell. A shield spell. It was unusual magic, I remember not recognizing anything like it. But it started to appear after the explosion started." He'd been seventeen then, and though traumatized in his own way, he hadn't been injured. It made his recollection substantially easier, as had the extensive journaling he'd done about it. No answers, but at least he remembered. "It might be why you're still alive, even if you got hurt, first. I'm pretty sure it's why I'm here." It wasn't fair, but it also wasn't Wes' fault, and he didn't carry guilt for Yoona. He'd had survivor's guilt for a long time, but it was a dark echo in his mind these days. Mostly.