[At first John doesn't register Dorian's approach, which is very unlike him. It's not until Dorian reaches for the staff that John fully registers the other man's presence. But being surrounded in this way only feels natural. He settles against Dorian's form, arm against arm on either side and relaxing his back into Dorian's front. Again John closes his eyes, this time parting his lips to more deeply breathe in the air around them.]

There's nothing like this where I'm from. You either have your abilities or you don't. I've acted as my own conduit before, jolting myself with electricity to bring a skill to light.

[His eyes open and he turns his head to Dorian, still fully enraptured by the staff.]

That's what this feels like now. Like I'm the point where lightning starts, the rumbling of a crack before the bolt strikes. I can feel the extinguishing of the demons, fire to ash.