Damian listened to Penny describe her own magic, filing the information away for in case the master pit the S Class contenders against the S Class wizards in the guild for the next test, something he could see happening. Then she went on to ask how he summoned his blades and where they came from, which drew a smile from him as he floated the knife blade he'd been flipping in the air over to her. "Well, that one's easy. I create them out of my magic energy, with the lengths, sizes and shapes envisioned in my mind." As Penny looks at the knife blade, she realizes that there's no obvious hint of metal in it, that it's completely magic energy, which is the entire reason it's orange in color.

It floats back to Damian and he shrugs, dismissing it as he rests it's tip against his finger tip. "At least, that's the way it seems to me. I've never had any reason to believe differently." Leaning back, he closes his eyes as the train moves towards Crocus, humming quietly for a few moments. Then he faced Penny and frowned slightly. "You know, how did you come to find out where Sasha was? It's not like she gives everyone her name."