“Kinda. I’m not really used to using my power so openly.” Explained. But he wasn’t the type of person that liked to talk about himself; He always found a way to bend the conversation. “What about you? You think it will be fun here? Aside from the fighting of course.” He said with his usual cheery smile. And as much as he wanted to be cheery and happy, some stuff was bugging him. Like the fight, the demon, the dragon. And above all else, his own arm. He kept stealing glances at it sometimes, seeing if it turned black again. [i]What was that actually?[/i] he thought for a second. But he then again focused on Jeanne.