She can feel the shift, like an overlap, multiple things stirring beneath the surface. Her own energy is like a split — she is destruction and rebirth; her magic is used to harm and to heal, and that balance is something she still struggles with.

But this.... this is... as though there are two distinct entities. Is it? She's slowly turning to face the man, a brow lifted severely as she witnesses the strange manner in which he speaks — something that very much suggests multiple, not only from the "we" he uses, but the way his voice changes.

"This is not my world. But back in it, there are those who have magic. ....There are many names for them," she adds, a little wryly. She is called 'witch' and 'demon' more than anything.

"You are bonded with something? Something..... sentient?"