"You have?" Now that was interesting. Tim knew he was unique, the grimoire laid out just how special his magic was. But he was conscious enough to be aware that there was every chance his mother was being egotistical about things. To be fair to the second half of what Jason said, Tim had no idea what a true magical burnout would look like. At first he had assumed it would be some fairytale bullshit where he passed out and went into a coma for a while. After Jason had told him it was dangerous, he thought his burnout would hurt other people and not himself.

He could feel the eyes on him, and he liked it. Liked that Jason wanted to know more about him. It was getting harder to deny just how much he liked it, too. "I really can't be sure. My mother said that our magic is incredibly special and powerful, but she was always prone to exaggerate to show off. Without her actually being here, it's impossible to gauge if I'm actually something special, or just that I can tap into magic the same as hundreds if not thousands of others in this country alone." Tim gave a non-committal shrug as he spoke.

"I could feel some of myself changing. Like I wasn't entirely human for a few seconds. I'm not sure. I'm fairly certain I'm not like you, that I won't shift into something entirely non-human but.." His head tilted. "I don't know. It's impossible to say what's unique to me when I don't know anyone else that knows magic. I don't want to assume I'm special."