[He nods with some sympathy at the operative phrase, coming to an assumption - it's difficult to hold a job when you're in another world.]

Loads of magic! With skill and grace you wouldn't believe.

I could give the Captain of the Royal Guard a run for her money, when we sparred!

[Papyrus gestures in the air for a moment, miming shapes ducking and weaving around him, then sighs.]

It's a shame I wasn't turned into a witch... I'll have to figure out whole new tricks. At least you'll always have birthday parties.