It's not smug. If I could even do the butterflies I'd have a whole variety act around it.

[He looks away - they're leaving the residential area for the fringes of the entertainment district, and the scenery's starting to change. No tumblers yet, though.]

...But I mean - forgive me if I'm asking too many questions, it's probably mundane as hell to you - where does it come from? Are there spellbooks or is it just... in you?