"That's what I'm told. It's a little different to what I'm used to. My world's magic is guided by language, so controlling it non-verbally is a little..."

He holds it out, lying flat in his hands, and wills it to fly up. After a few twitches, its wings beat rapidly and lift it up. It wobbles unsteadily.

"Do you know how your world combined magic with technology, or was that too long ago for there to be records of it?"