Lark nodded silently. "It's not just the memory, but something back then really must've triggered your inner power really fucking heavily. That kick was on par with [i]mine[/i] at full strength- No, it was stronger. That's not a normal source of power you've got there, kid. That's uncanny." Lark sighed loudly and rested his chin on one hand. "Whatever it was you did, it worked. Unfortunately, it's not as easy as just figuring out what triggers it. That burst of Ki wasn't controlled, it was like your soul was trying to defend itself. You've gotta figure out how to become one with it, like, tickle it into acting up on command... Uhg, I don't know." Lark fell forward and placed both hands on his head. "Bah.."