It's like...depending on what I'm trying to cast I feel like I've been hoisting boulders all day. I've never felt such a deep-seated kind of exhaustion before. Back home, I felt like I had endless stamina but...

[He trails off in thought.]

Back home I had...abilities. I could do things normal people couldn't. I could heal from most injuries within a day or two and I could crush anvils with my bare hands.

[He figures if he leaves it at that, it should be safe to tell Corwin.]

Since I've been here, I can't do that anymore. But I have magic. It's like working a muscle that's atrophied. And if I'm gonna get better, I have to push my limits. Otherwise I won't be any good to anyone. Especially if I plan to make a new life here.