Hope smiles at Kaika from a distance, and then, instantly, she's right in front of you. You get the impression that Hope cast no spell. It wasn't even really a conscious action, just a slight desire to be closer, instanly resulting in a change of location. Magic was as natural to Hope as breathing. More so, even. For a moment, Hope did nothing but stare and smile, occasionally and irregularly blinking. Then, very tentatively, Hope slowly held out a single finger. Slowly, as if she were handling dangerous chemicals, she pokes your side. And once she does so, you feel, for a moment, in contact with her great magic, which is barely controled. Had you not been a Witch, you're sure your body would have been reduced to ash, and even now it's a shock, although, for a moment, you're filled with incredible quantities of magic.