"No, we call potions potions," Reeve smirked, shaking his head. "Materia is a round crystal, fits in the hand, that magic is channeled through. Each one is keyed to different types of magic, and it's not relevant here. I don't have it available to me. And don't worry, you look like you can wrap your mind around things here. If not that, your arms."

Reeve chuckled to himself as he added some notes beside 'nails' to stipulated what sizes. Then he looked up at the blonde and tilted his head.

"I'm from a world called Gaia. You?"