[Something he may not have been so forthcoming about with a near-perfect stranger if he hadn't consumed quite so much gin. Then again, he's never been especially secretive about it, either. Another stark departure of their worlds perhaps, that few where he's from would consider that unusual knowledge, amongst friends. In any case, it's not the part of the conversation he intends to focus on, and he looks somewhat thoughtful as he drinks, giving the question ample consideration.]

Difficult to say. I'm not especially adept... [and he breaks off a moment to laugh, shake his head, start again more truthfully this time] I'm singularly ignorant when it comes to magic, anyone who knows me would tell you that. I find it...too abstract to really get to grips with, it all just seems like mumbo jumbo to me and I've never really trusted it. And yet here I am, embodied with it.

[His thick brows pull together in a frown, there's another sip of gin, and--]

An...augmentation, perhaps? Gift might be pushing it a bit, when I'm still not entirely sure of the full circumstances around having acquired it.