[ So, perhaps he anticipated a heavier suspension of belief. On some level, he knew this wouldn't be simple; they're villains for a reason, but it'd be great to catch a break on occasion. Shoulders dropping with his hushed exhale, he glances off to the side and smooths over his mouth, suppressing the reflex to say something Dean-inspired. ]

Okay. [ Drops his hand and sucks in a quick breath. ] Fair enough. But you say magic, in this world... witchcraft, et cetera, I wouldn't be able to perform it myself. Even with that staff?

That suggests I'm not even on the right path, here.