[His cheeks redden a bit and his eyes widen in surprise. That's certainly not the reaction he expected to hearing about his abilities, and in fact, he can't recall a single time when they were valued so highly. "Powerful," he says. If Alphinaud could harness even a fraction of what his comrade is capable of, he might feel as though he could live up to those words.]

There are indeed those who are capable of controlling great beings— of harnessing their energy, rather. 'Tis no small feat, but I'm afraid I am not one of those you might be conjuring in your mind.

[Still, the praise elates him a bit, regardless.]

And what of yours? You seemed to be working with your hands earlier. Are you able to produce magicks from within your own body?