Huh... that seems really dangerous. How do they communicate without knowing it? "That sounds really handy... I hope they don't find out or get mad." If they do, maybe it'd be best to explain what happened? After all, the soldier said that they're just a little different, not bad.

He puts the pencil back down on the table and leans against it. He needs a minute to rest and build up magic for the next series of tests. "Salvation? Uh..." He's not really sure how to explain this one. "It's a light spell. Big one. I wish I had it, it would come in handy if there's another siege." He thinks about it for a second. "I... blew up half a laundromat with it once," he admits, turning red. It's embarrassing to admit it, but it's the best way he can describe the scale of what it can do.