"I never said I gave up magic, I said I gave up hopping through those hoops the powers that be dangle for us."

Which meant no training, no little innocent looking target practice. For all he knew he would zap that target with some sort of spell and it would come to life to gnaw on his wing.

"And yea, fine now. It happened months ago."

As if to proved that his wings flexed and flapped once to kick up a small breeze.

"Big family of magicians."

That was odd but he didn't know her world...

"Those centaurs sound rude, not wrong, but rude. Humans with magic could do a lot to protect themselves."