"Never had a taste of fairy magic before?" is what Hawa asked him with a low chuckle, smiling now. He was relaxing slowly, gradually, growing accustomed to this--he didn't often share his magic with another, and a human no less. There'd never really been anyone he bothered with before enough to actually want to.

"I didn't expect you to have so much. Never met a human with this much magic in them." This was murmured in such a way one would think he was just talking to himself. "Here. Keep some of it." He drew some of that power back--but he let some of the magic linger in the other. "I want to see if you can manipulate it." He lifted his free hand then--and power swelled in his palm. The air seemed to pick up around it, encircling the magic, drawn to it, until what looked like a ball of nothingness floated above his hand, surrounded by wind dense enough to be seen moving.