Magus tilted his head at Savin's demonstration, evidently a form of teleporting. The Vale sounded like the space between different realities, however that worked; it was easy to believe it could extend to unrelated worlds as well. Something to keep in mind, perhaps. 

Still, there was a nagging feeling that this kind of inquiry was how he'd gotten into this situation in the first place. When he tried to remember why, he could feel anxiety setting into his mind like hooks and his aura, which had been changing back to its multicoloured hue and uncoiling from his arms, began twisting slowly and turning a smokey grey. 

"Impressive," he said. "Is this how the whirlwinds that brought us here worked? And can the Vale be accessed by anyone or is that talent limited to a select few?"