Oh, magic was a thing everyone could learn? Insofar as I could tell, magic either did not exist in my world, or if it did, only a handful of people had it. I suppose my world is simply an outlier compared to most people's. It has made adjusting... unusual.

I was wondering - and I know my age makes me an unideal candidate, to say the least - if perhaps I might be of some sort of use to RISE. My combat days are long past me, thank God, but I do have healing powers. If nothing else I might be helpful to have along in case something should go awry. [He looks at her, silver-gray eyes shiny with hope, but doesn't plead his case too hard. Fifty-seven is a late age to be beginning anything anew, and he is very well aware of that fact. He won't hold it against her if she turns him down.]