I hardly managed anything at all. Between this and the last times I've lost my magic-- [times. multiple. he remembers, now.] --it's pretty evident I can't do much of anything without it.

Not that I didn't try, sure, which I'm sure was oh so amusing for both the Wizard and whoever else might be pulling on his strings.

[What a joke it's all been, really. All he left behind was crying kids in the trial, letting people down, because he thought going together with Salieri was better than leaving him, because he wanted to at least try--]