[And like that, Morgan has another piece of the puzzle. He's guessing that she had magic before (c'mon, Caster) and had been influenced to some degree by the need to keep it hidden.]

But it feels great, though, to just -- not hide, to be yourself. [The thought makes him stretch his arms high and out, with a pleased grunt. It only seems like a bizarre segue; his magic is, or rather was, very physical in nature in many respects.] And it's no bad thing to be thought of as a possible savior here, I'll admit.