"Oh, ah, yes, actually. All the time! We have monsters and magical ones at that, and we can use their magic against them. There are different kinds." Rinoa often feels like she knows not much at all compared to others, so to have answers to actual questions makes her feel good. Not that it's important, when he's stuck like this. She may have to go find a scientist or an expert for this one.

Rinoa pauses and then shakes her head. "I don't know. I honestly think it is magic, of a kind. It makes as much sense as the idea that a machine can simply give you unusual abilities. That could be stored magic simply absorbed by you for short periods of time." She thinks that science may be similar. "We have science and scientists too, so their work back home is separate from what magic is to us."

She watches him change before her, become more tangible and then not again. "This means you're definitely not a ghost!" She brightens. "Because you wouldn't turn more solid in any situation." Okay, phew, that was officially off the table. Rinoa could focus on it without quite as much panic. She looks through the book of possible flora, and then claps her hands. "Oh, I think it's this! Maybe? It's some kind of thing you breathe in and then you turn intangible!" She points at it in the book, where he can read over her shoulder if he wants. "It says temporary?"