Jacob's gaze is no longer seeking out Leonardo, much more caught up on the ship above him, all burning and brilliant light and as elegant as any a ship he's seen on water. It's amazing to see. Much more technical and thoughtout than the pyre he'd made with the same power.

"So this isn't what they gave you when you came here?" He's heard of the machine, but not felt secure enough to use it without fearing it a templar trick. Or worse, that he might become smitten with using the ability and give too much for it if they ever came asking a price.