[He watches that hand reach out to grasp the sparkles, just in time for them to fade. Between that and the comment about magic, he gets the sense that he's impressed him, and that's nice.]

That's what I thought! But if it is, that would mean I can do magic now, correct?

[And that thought sure is a doozy. Not that he dislikes it.

In response to the question about stamina,]

I'm not really sure! She did say it can drain, though. And that it drains faster when I'm sharing it with people. So maybe it does take stamina.

[He pauses, still leaning against Esikko, still basking in the newfound work. It doesn't completely drive away the bone-deep chill, but it feels like sweet relief every time, akin to coming indoors after being outside in the cold. And it feels like that for Esikko, too, doesn't it? He continues,]

I feel like it's also a matter of will, though. For example, just now I wanted to share my warmth with you, so I willed it into existence. Which is exactly what I've always wanted to do. Or it's who I want to be, rather: someone like the sun, who can drive away all the cold and darkness in the world.