[Benedikta lifts her hand, turning it over once, twice, contemplating that lack of magic that she feels. Then again, how much aether had she even used up when she primed? Even if she didn't require the tattoo here, would she have been able to feel it at all? Would she be able to sense Garuda inside her, even after much of her essence had been taken?

There's a sour taste that settles in the back of her throat, remembering that, and after a good flex of her fingers, she lets her arm drape over the railing.]

It seems silly. These people have magic at what cost, and they don't use it. There is no Bearer's curse. No aether, as far as we know.

[People who are given a gift that they can use freely, and yet... they don't.]