"Yeah, um. It's complicated," he says after an indecisive pause, expression momentarily flickering into something pained. Complicated in far too many ways, many of which he has no idea how to define, let alone address.

"Sorry about the interruption." It feels a bit belated at this point, but it bears mentioning. "I was just curious, is all." He's gotten a close look at the varied brands of angelic magic, but nothing like this, nothing similar to a hex. It's intriguing, he won't deny it.