The idea of magic being open to the world is sort of terrifying, to Jaeger, and yet, on the other hand? A lot of the damage that magic has done to the world has been because it thrives in secret. In the hands of a certain kind of elite, those that mainly use it to further their own power both mundane and otherwise.

It sends a small chill down his spine, makes the scar around his neck feel cold and tight.

"It's very difficult at times, and there are a lot of those that use it for their own benefit. Just like any power, really." He cocks his head, following her gaze to the sky before he continues. "It tends to run in families, and those families tend to be very, very good at keeping secrets. Because it benefits them to have that edge."

He shakes his head, because he's not going to go into that mess right now. They have enough on their hands without dragging his broken world and past into it, too.

"I haven't been to the beach in a long time, I suppose I'll have to start since it's right there." He's not sure how he feels about that, yet. At times, the ocean feels intimidatingly vast and endless, a void entirely too easy to get lost in. Other times, it's just water and sand, and he can laugh at himself for feeling so overwhelmed.