He grazed Val's hand with his; he lost himself in the pulse of the blue light over his hands. "What came first for you - the blue of your magic, or the blue of your light?".

"My light", Val replied. "A newborn demon is a formless spirit, unmarked by experience. The light arises as our personality emerges".

"Do you remember when it first came?", Adrien said.

"As if it were yesterday", Val smiled. "I ran to my Master... the master of the magical academy where I lived. And he told me about the signs on my hands". He touched the dot inscribed into a circle that was on the top of his hands. "This is the Sun, or the Eye - it shows insight and kindness, he said. And blue...".

"...Infinity", Adrien whispered.