Magic was all Zephyr was passionate about in life anymore, if that wasn't good enough reason to commit his life to magic he didn't know what was. One of the other boys asked if he could use Zephyr's katana, to cut his finger or something and sign he guessed. Most people probably didn't have an open cut or something to get blood from. "Ya, sure," Zephyr said, holding out his sword so the boy could cut himself on it. "I'm Zephyr by the way, you?" Zephyr was more than happy to let anyone else who needed it to use his katana.