Good. Certain magic was never meant to be done.

[Jaeris thinks it over, but ultimately shrugs his shoulders.] A lot of things happened when I was black bagged in the middle of the night. Before the resistance broke me out... I got to see just how threshold is a sliding scale of sanity. I'll take whatever my mundane sends at me. I always survive. And I always keep going. It's all I know how to do, anymore.