"I'm working on it. It's gotten me in trouble once already and I would like to never have to worry about it just happening again."

Declan isn't inclined to abuse this power, but he can already see its applications. The government must know and he has mild concerns about having a few suits knock on his door. Paranoia hasn't failed him yet.

He looks at the rose again and a small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, something real, just for a second. He thinks of the ORBMASTER he has hidden in his room; he needs to find a better place for these things.

"But it's the kind of thing that's difficult to practice."