If I could show you properly, I would.

[A low murmur of a promise. But Yuan has no idea how to show someone what mana is, how it feels to touch the pulse of the world.]

[Somehow his arm has slipped behind Kratos. Not really an embrace; but bracing him, making sure he doesn't slip front or back. That is all it is.]

Perhaps there will be a day you may see its like again.

[If Gnome has identified Kratos as his... Yuan is no great student of spirits, but he suspects Gnome wouldn't be averse to seeing Kratos again. In the future.]