"I'm Vance Brice." he responded, still holding her for comfort. "I'm what you call a psychic, of course, all I saw was your magical aura, so I wasn't sure until I touched you. You know, I don't meet alot of black witches, so it's really a pleasure. Though...I don't think you've accessed all of your magical ability. Perhaps I can help you."

Vance really didn't know this woman of the occult, but his family had taught him to help anyone in need, magical or not, so it was instinctual.