[Forrest just takes a moment to look the drink over, turning it around in his hands; it's pleasantly cold, and drinking it is likewise a pleasant experience - there's no real way to be dignified as he does so, but that's a problem he can think about at another time because this whole experience is delightful.]

I do intend to have some sort of offensive magic, but if you can teach me dark magic that my father doesn't - oh! there are little pearls in here, how lovely - sorry, that even my father is unfamiliar with, then I certainly won't say no. I'm not familiar with either Time or Gravity as a magical essence in quite the way you've referred to them, so I'm interested, surely.