I've met magicians, I live with a wizard. There is something fundamentally different in how it is you handle the weather- you're not controlling it or binding it to your will. It's an extension of your will instead, and a mere wizard would not have their soul thus bound to a mirror they carry, nor be so offended at my smoking. And...

[It bothers her to think back on it, but that moment. That look, wherein She knew Saori had seen the entirety of her and made note of the mark Apep had left behind.]

A simple magician could not have seen my very soul in but a moment and understood what had been done.