No, I didn't. [ He confirms. There's an undercurrent of conflict to those simple words, but he remains steady in spite of it. He holds his palm out in front of him, elegant fingers curled just so. ] This magic isn't my own.

[ Subaru is never the first to espouse his abilities. But with everything that Caelus has given to him, his unerring warmth and his deep-seated secrets pressed into the contours of his hands, he thinks he can explain without regret. ]

In many ways, onmyoudo is a magic of translation. Onmyouji translate energy, elements, the stars. I feel that whatever powers I gained by coming here are similar. There's a language I instinctively know, even if it's not complete. It's how I've been able to teach myself similar techniques.