Brian turned to Michael with a sideways glance. "So," he said, "have you gotten used to your new self yet?"
Michael paused. He knew exactly what the old man was asking.
"I think I have," Michael said slowly. "There are still things I'm learning though..."
Brian grunted.
He didn't seem to care much but he still decided to drop an advice for Michael.
Brian's smirk faded into something more contemplative. "You don't even know how lucky you are, do you?"
Michael frowned. "You mean because of the race change?"
Brian nodded. "Yeah. High Humans have an absurd relationship with mana. You're not just more efficient—you breathe the stuff. It responds to you like it's eager to help. Where most people have to force mana into cooperation, you just think it, and it listens."
Michael narrowed his eyes. "That explains a few things…"
