Sorceresses and their smiles. "The Signs we use require different skills," he tells her. "Meant to be quick. Easy to use in battle."

He lifts a hand, makes the sign of Igni, allowing a small flame to bloom in his hand, flickering like a tiny heart. "Can't, for example, heal up gashes from a werewolf's claws."

His yellow eyes are steady on her. "Or affect old scars."