"You're so strange, can't you just not talk about yourself like that? I'm not five." Rolling his eyes, Aleister leaned back and his mind raced excitedly over the idea of drawing the circles, setting up the basement and reading every book. Before, he had to search high and low to get his hands on anything remotely magical. Now, it was all at his finger tips.

The excitement was hard to push down. "I will be what you need me to be." He didn't have any other choice. "You watch."