"In this particular instance, Greg's got a better hold of his magic than you. In this particular instance, you shoulda taken a step back and let him handle it. He's better equipped t'deal with it than you are." RIght now was unspoken but honestly? HE didn't much feel like tack'n on a qualifier.

He held a hand out, gesturing to Rose. "C'mere and lemme see that. It ain't a question of be'n a soldier or even a warrior. It's a question of reliability and self defense. Your powers are at current, unreliable. Greg's are. It ain't about mak'n Greg into some kinda ultimate fighter. That isn't his bag and forc'n him into it isn't what we're try'n to do."