[It's funny. For a second, he wants to cry. He looks past Caitlyn, and he doesn't look angry, nor particularly tired. He's too awake, too alive with something he'd tried for so long to stuff down. He feels tingling at the tops of his cheekbones, but that's it. He sucks on his bottom lip and tilts his head down, scratches at the back of his head.]

It's a...path. Supernatural energy. [His voice gets quieter as he speaks.] There's a convergence near the town I lived in. The sacrifice would grant control of that convergence.