[That last part almost feels like a slap and it's the adrenaline that lets him push past it, for now, leave that to fester for later.]

Yes, that is what I'd do. Or... turn it into something else, I don't know, I'll figure that out once my magic is back where it belongs!

[Not that... it's gone, exactly. It's there. In bits, pieces, nothing like it should be, but it's there and he really does not want to think about what would become of him without even that much--]

But right now it's not and I can't.