Conner sees Bellemy's interest heighten as the subject of magic continues to deepen. The Man relishes the common interest; the Predator savors a possible pressure point in the curiosity of the other. "In my time studying under the Lancea Sanctum I've been exposed to a number of realities and deeper myths. The bottom line though is that Magic exists, as do those who can wield it. But what I've seen is that, by-and-large, the average human can only experience the fringes of magical power. It takes some form of transformation to experience magic in full; transformations like our own."Though it's one of the very few positives.
"I've toyed with the specifics of the reliquaries from time to time." He seems to find some familiarity with Bellemy's page idea. "The Dark Miracles of the Lancea have some uniform rules; the first of which is that the material components used are consumed irreparably. Turned to absolute dust. Using a book, for example, would consume the entire book, not just a single page." He appreciates Bellemy's willingness to think outside the box with all of this. "Think of the reliquary as absorbing the Vitae and holding it in a...pocket space?" He struggles to put meaningful terms to the mysteries of Blood Sorcery. "And then it's pulled out on command. I can store as much as I'm able, though it is possible to overtax myself if I'm not careful. I try not to go beyond a few units." He leans back a bit, a physical gesture to let Bellemy knew she had the floor. "Does that make sense?"