[But - he hasn't really explained what he thinks her mistake was. Coming from a world where dragons grew in the wild, and some on reservations? Not somehow knowing to fight against magical creature abuse when she was barely eleven?

What was the whole core of this?

No, it's easier to let him talk for a change. When he produces a flame, she startles, the motion subtle enough that she nearly missed it. Wandless magic? No - just magic. His magic.]

I've never seen you cast before. [That one's whispered, almost fascinated, before his words make sense.] Oh - I see. So you would. Hm. I'm not sure I like the idea of it being out of my control.