It’s a bit of an abstract concept compared to the way people think these days. But think of what motivates people to turn to magic in the first place. They feel a strong emotion, and want to do something about it.
*sips more tea* For me it was more a case of being chosen. The magic was /there/, waiting for me. There was rarely anything I wanted that badly. Emotions are *shrugs* simply the largest part of who I am.
*laughs* That’s true for everyone, isn’t it? We wouldn’t function as we do without emotion. What do you mean by being chosen. You never did explain to me what you were talking about with…knowing things about people that one time.
*laughing a little, holding up one hand* I can’t answer all of that at once! I’ll start with *aaaand managing to spill the tea* ooops. Shit. Guess I’m doing laundry after this wears off, too. Anyway … *sighs* I’m an empath. I can know what people feel.
Oh… Oh. Well. I guess that explains a lot, then. *walks over and takes the cup, bringing it back to the counter to refill and cool* Born that way, I imagine?
It’s hard to say. I didn’t do a spell, or become cursed, or anything like that, if that’s what you mean. It was just … something I realised I was capable of, and it took me a long time to put a name to it, or to really understand that there was more to what I knew and was doing than other people had. *flourishes a wrist* It got stronger, the older I got, and there’s some pretty strange … kinks in it. I end up bonding with people I care about, and then I always have a faint sense of them in the back of my mind. Which … carries its own problems.