I may, but at least I know better than to trouble you with it.

[At least right now. He'll definitely pepper Therion with questions about it later on. Therion is right, however— those wheels in his head never stop turning, and they're not about to stop now.

He huffs a sight, tapping his index finger against his chin as he considers.]

Well then, if you're really like to hear it— I believe it has to do with your former partner-in-crime. He was jealous of your natural talents— much as the Queen was jealous of Snow White's natural beauty.