[ He can't really fault her for what she did because he was about to try the same thing, and he doesn't expect his results to be any better than hers were. Annette has actual experience, after all. Jean didn't even know magic existed until only a few days ago. He glances at his bandaged hand. It does feel better now that it's not exposed to the air.

It doesn't make sense that they would take magic from people and bestow it upon others, so he's wondering if it's just an unfortunate condition of entering this world. Any unique ability you had is just stripped from you. Jean actually benefits from that here, because he had none to begin with. ]

I wouldn't say they took it, but I wasn't wearing any of my gear when I fell in here. That's what we use to fight back home, so if anything were to attack me now, I'd be screwed.

-- Until I figure out all this magic bullshit, anyway. [ Maybe that's something they could figure out together. ]