No need for preamble. It's obvious. "Virgo. Edward Blanche." It all comes down to him, in the end.

His shoulders hunch, a little. He doesn't want to admit the real focus of his training. He's scared, ashamed. She did just attack him, after all, and in truth he couldn't blame her for doing it again if he told her he could affect people's minds.

"A...Almost anything, I think. It's all about imagination by this point. And... and how well I play."