As soon as the sword-gun was back in his hands, Haruto turned it over and let it disappear, the weapon simply dissolving into nothing in his hand. The original copy was still in his other hand, slung over his shoulder as it had been the whole time. Accepting magic was something he'd simply accepted as soon as it was presented to him. After all, nothing was quite as strange as going through the Sabbath and having Dragon attempting to kill him. Magic seemed like something tame after all of that.

"I'm not sure if I want you to study me, but you can follow me around and ask me questions if you want. The thing is, I probably don't know all the smart stuff you want to ask me about it. This stuff just happens. There's no real reason for it. ... aah." He made a face at that. "... well, there is a reason, but not one you can study."