Alain nodded slowly, looking down at the book. "Most magics will, from what I've heard," he said at last, tracing one fingertip over the book's spine. "I kennit, but I thankee for the caution. I'm more frightened of it wearing out my conscience."

Because it had been... exhilarating, when he thought of it. Knowing that he had that kind of power. It made it a great deal easier to see how people like Marten or Rhea came to be as they were, and that frightened him. He'd rather it killed him than led him down that path.

Sighing, he set the book aside, settling back on the bed. "As for stubborn, it's a hard habit to break, and one we've all fallen into of late. But again, thankee."